How about this beauty?
She was my father’s, and even covered in cobwebs, she’s still pretty. My father was an expert woodworker, furniture restorer, custom furniture maker, and historic home renovator. You name it, he could do it. Preferably with antique hand tools. He had an incredible collection of antique planes and other tools, and a couple of wonderful olde workbenches, which he wanted my husband to have when he passed on.
Daddy finished his battle with cancer almost 7 years ago. (Don’t you like that? “Finished”, not “lost”. I heard that many years ago and I thought that was so well-said, I’ve been using it ever since.) Well, my husband finally got his dream workshop built, and brought Daddy’s workbenches and this lovely tool chest home a few weeks ago.
I was seriously tempted to kidnap it, put a glass top on it, and deem it the new coffee table for the living room! Wouldn’t that be gorgeous?! But no, it’s a woodworker’s tool chest, and so it shall remain. The lock alone is drool-worthy:
Many of us like to paint and distress furniture. I’ve even been learning to do it myself over the past year. But it’s hard to fake patina like this beauty has. I’m sorry, but there’s nothing quite like genuine age.
I’ll be sharing more about the antique tool chest and workbenches in a proper post later on, including the wonderful inscription we had no idea was hiding beneath one of them! But now, it’s time to party, y’all!
I’m sharing this antique tool chest with the sweet ladies at Ivy & Elephants.