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Grotto of the Redemption, West Bend, Iowa

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I bought a small box at the thrift store. I bought it for a pattern, and for inspiration.

The box is altered. It has been crafted. There is a postcard glued and coated on the lid. As I look closer at the box, it occurs to me that it is quite old.

Old, dry, weathered, yellowed. It's a cedar chest. It has tack on hinges and a tack on clasp.

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Simply made, as well.

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Okay. So. I am inspired to create another box, but as I delve into the history of the postcard, I discover a man who was inspired to create a shrine, but his was on a larger scale.

His was made of rocks. Lots of rocks. Lots of rocks collected by himself, and donated by many, many people.

Not far from my Area

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It was built by a man whose life spanned from the late eighteen-hundreds to the mid nineteen-hundreds.


I may have to visit it someday.

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