Pop’s Shop. This week I’ve been visiting my family in Florida. This was my first visit since my grandfather died last summer. In all of the homes of his I remember, he always had a workbench and pegboards loaded with his tools. In my younger years, this seemed like an almost sacred space because of the sense of of order and apparent ageless quality of some of the items. In his absence it seems even more so.

Pop's Shop. This week I've been visiting my family in Florida. This was my first visit since my grandfather died last summer. In all of the homes of his I remember, he always had a workbench and pegboards loaded with his tools. In my younger years, this seemed like an almost sacred space because of the sense of of order and apparent ageless quality of some of the items. In his absence it seems even more so.