In one outdoor stall, the one with the vintage clothing, a little gopher popped his head up. He continued to eat from the edges of the grass as if there wasn't a multitude of ol ladies wandering about. Out came the camera phones, big cameras, little cameras, for a gopher.
Interesting to see things that would have been tossed in days gone bye displayed in such clever ways. The boneyard here on the farm is full of these rusty, dusty, bent, and twisted pieces of art. It's a treasure trove out there. I go scouting often to redo my displays. I'm not above putting a small roll of barbwire up as a wreath, using disk blades as planters, bird feeders, or table centerpieces. A seed bag pillow case. Bed spring candle holders, vases, and plant hangers. Spindles and cogs, horseshoes & deer horns are displayed around the ol bunkhouse. Years ago my dad cut and slag welded three disk blades together as a vase for my mom, it is the one thing I hope to inherit. I've been doing this type of decorating for years, simply because I like the repurposing, the seeing things with new eyes.
