Another Fantastic Friday to you🙂
When I was a kid my maternal grand-father lived on the St-Lawrence River across from Quebec City. He would take my brother and I for walks along the shore. He was a notorious “finder” of all things. I remember him finding: countless water skies, dentures (NO I AM NOT KIDDING!), lots of clothing, numerous oars, golf clubs, shoes, and plenty of $ (well plenty is a subjective word….certainly not enough to retire on!)
Today as I was running, and looking mostly down (clumsy….I have to!) I found this:
Not only did I have a huge flashback to my childhood but it made my heart sing to know my grandpa is still finding things with me. So I picked up the wrench and brought it home (trust me there was no way I could find the owner). Not only is this perfect for my tool loving husband but it’s a reminder that my grandpa was also a fixer of all things.
It’s the little things in life……
Peace and Love,