Today we are joining Metamorphosis Monday on Susan's blog, Between Naps on the Porch.
A couple of years ago, on a sultry summer day, I participated in a yard sale with a friend and her friend.
The sale was an immense amount of work, but we really had fun. I made a few bucks and sold a brass fireplace cover for many times over the price I paid for it. All in all, I was pretty happy.
As the sale wound down, fatigue started to set in. My feet hurt and I was ready to call it a day. Yard sales, I determined, were good to have, once in a blue moon, but definitely were a heck of a LOT of work.
My girlfriend grabbed a couple of extremely pretty wicker designed headboards that had not sold and put them into the "trash" pile.
"Oh my gosh," I asked. "Are you going to throw those away?"
"Yup," came the answer. "I'm not bringing them home again. You want them? Take them."
I flew over to the trash pile, retrieved the gorgeous headboards, and stuffed them into my car. When I got home, my husband stored them in a backyard shed.
There they sat, for two winter seasons. Then, this summer, I asked my hubs to dig them out. I'm always afraid to go into the shed in case spiders (or something worse) took up residence in there during the long, cold winter.
So hubs retrieved them and set them up against the fence near our backyard fountain. I loved the way they looked, just as they were. Didn't even have to paint them.
I know it's an old cliche that one woman's trash is another woman's treasure but it sure is true of my wicker headboards.
Just to think they almost ended up in the dump, blows my mind.
He added a plant holder that was also saved from the trash. It seemed to provide the finishing touch.
Cost? Zero. I love treasures from the trash.
WHAT WAS THE LAST TRASHED ITEM YOU FOUND?
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