Finally to the lowest strata

Sophie's attic area was last. Each box was like a microcosm of a period in her life. 

Every time she moved, she left a box. 

I recognize that sun. 

And at the bottom of every box was a sock. In both attics. Now we know where the lost socks are. 

A bright spot in the week...Lucy home for her spring break. We took her to Bravo. 

Another favorite Easter project

Baskets for the children's shelter. Thanks to all who helped.