My husband and I are cleaning up our land that we bought nearly 2 years ago. We bought it from a dear relative of mine who farmed it his entire life along with his wife. They did nearly everything on that land…except chickens; she would not let him have chickens. They grew crops, they had cows and I believe hogs, too. He had huge greenhouses that he raised plants in and sold. Like I said they did it all here.
So, as you would suspect, after years of working this land doing all sorts of things, they had lots of old equipment lying around and tons of ‘treasures’ hidden about. This is what James and I are cleaning up. We are hauling scrap metal to the scrap yard in order to get some extra cash in our pockets. We will then use that money to put up a fence and maybe help the road.
Now if you don’t know this about me, I am a collector. I see the beauty in old and rust and yuck that many others cannot. So, during these adventures of cleaning, I tend to sneak pieces of old metal, scrap, etc and hide them in our antique, falling down dairy barn. My husband, I know sees me out of the corners of his eyes, but he smiles and says nothing, until....
The other day he pulled the truck and trailer up to the old barn, hanging out of his window singing… bum bum BA dum, bum bum BA DA da da dum… for those who do not understand my singing language, that is the tune to Sanford and Son. Yes he did. And now my official name according to James is Sanford.
I’ll take it. Call me what you like, I am keeping these goodies. I have plans for them!
There are 2 of these beauties! They are going to go by the door way to our future
shed with tons of bright flowers around them. What a grand entrance
that will be!
A future candlestick holder...
A future bird feeder...
I just can't get enough of old glass or ceramics!
