I ran across these in the garden behind some shrubbery the other day, still together, still fun.
My New Year's vow is to use things I've saved, some for fifty years in new and delightful ways.
We started this week by eating dinner on Spode Blue Room collectible plates. There's never been room to hang them on a wall without discarding something else, so we are using them every day this year. Last night we ate off Woodman and Girl at the Well; tonight was Botanical and Willow. I fix our plates and tell He Who Mows it's the blue plate special and he says it looks good, a sweet potato on a Spode plate.
We keep giving discarded metal to the Scrap Man to take to the recycler; there seems to be no end of it. He Who Mows pulled old fence wire out of woods' edge that I never knew exisited and loaded it on Scrap Man's trailer.
These are not to go to the recycler if I can find a use for them:
Leaky Birdbath with faux water does not fool a bird.