High on invention from a week at science camp, my daughter asked me last minute to take her by one of her favorite places before she got dropped with mom.
Behold the wonders of The Scrap Box. Basically, anyone donates their useable castoff treasures and the good volunteers here spend hours organizing it and making it into acceptable, shoppable displays for schools, kids parties and all your general public scrappers.The warehouse room is a dream come true for a Junk-ahol like her because she gets to cram a bag full of stuff for a flat price. “Oh! It fits in the bag!!” Tons of gems and marbles, fabrics, buttons, containers, foams, clips, threads and tubes. And a million others. Throw it in the basket!
Anyhow, I always set her loose to collect craft supplies while I go through the old National Geographics. Today the gal brought me out four leather boxed sets of them! Can’t wait. And quite a score for five bucks, I might add. I may be more excited than would be acceptable in this instance. But come on! Look at those topics 😲 I’m personally anxious for the Nautilus and to see what they said about solar power in 1976…plus, it’s a great break from the “news” of modern day. Anyway…hidden between a few of the issues was this sparkling nugget of nostalgia from 1979…enjoy 😊