It was bought mainly to bring wood in the house for my woodstove. I was making too many trips carrying wood in my arms. So I had the idea of buying a wagon and loading it and pulling it in the house. Saved trips in the evening as I did not have to go out on the porch for wood.
I liked the way it looked. At one time I was not the kind of lady that would have a wagon full of wood sitting in her great room. But that is me at this time.
In a few years my older grandchildren would play with it whenever they made a visit. Sometimes pulling each other in it and at times a dog that would sit in the wagon.
It has been with me throughout my many home building and moving projects.
The change is I now use it for help in the garden. I have loaded it with bags of seed, fertilizer, mulch and whatever I wanted to take to another area.
Grandchildren continue to play with it.
This little red wagon is now at my city cottage. Caitlin and Amelia play with it. I am still pulling it around and it still looks like new.
Earlier in the summer I was working in the yard and it was sitting on my walk and someone passing by stopped asked if I would sell it. I replied no way. Never will I part with my wagon.
Who else would love it like I do?
Another memory from this One Womans Journey on her Journey Through This Life.