I was cleaning out the girls' art drawer the other day and as I carried this box of old crayons to the trash to separate the usable from the unusable, I simply stared at this box and realized how much joy it brought to me... I know- lame (I'm a simple girl), but I couldn't clean out this drawer without capturing it... the bright color, the possibilities, and the simple pleasure such an overlooked box can bring. Childhood. The possibilities. The wonder. The discovery. The limitless creatvity.