I’m entereing work order information for a project we’re doing at one of those assisted/independant-licing retirement communiites.
I get to an order and it’s for a craft room.
There are two pictures that pop into my head.
1) Picnic tables of grandparents. They’re all wearing red t-shirts with the name of the home on them. Some tables are making boondoggle, some make macaroni pictures and others are making those yard-wrapped-around-Popsicle-stick-things. A few weeks later, their kids or grandkids get a box addressed from the home. The well-to-do grown children open the package and roll their eyes at yet another watercolor.
2) Rocking chairs. Quilts.