LOOOOONG Ago... in the early 1960s, I enjoyed doing needlepoint. My first project was a handbag that was just the size and shape I needed. It went with me when I travelled from Canada to Scotland, through Great Britain and through Europe the summer of 1961, only to be stolen in New York on my way back to Ohio.
My next project was this stool cover. I finished it sometime in 1963, as it was one of the items that came with me to my new home in Tokyo.
The wooden frame was something I assembled from a kit, bought at a hardware store in Cleveland.
Over many years, the puffiness of the filling has become tired, and the colors are less bright.
I have never had a problem sitting on my knees, but, over the years, it assisted visitors coming to a home without tables and chairs.
As life went to fewer activities on the floor, it became a foot stool.
Then I got a rocker with its own footstool and later Paul got a massage chair and this stool was somewhat demoted to an accessory.
It was still part of the family, but often considered something to be used when the shorter member of the family needed to reach something on a high shelf.
Most handy and least likely to be damaged is this test model I made for cub scouts to build at a pack meeting.
The design is easy to assemble, even for younger scouts, and very sturdy. It can take all the abuse a stool gets in daily life, and I have little concern with chips and scratches.
Yet... my old needlepoint stool calls out for a few more years in the picture. I wonder if the legs can be turned back or if it might be used as is.
What would you do?