One fine sunny day, my friend facebooked me, asking if I’d like to come for a look see at her parent’s place. They are friendly retired folks moving into smaller quarters soon, so their many years of collecting was coming to a close and it was time to clean house and home.
I didn’t really know what to expect, but I rearranged my schedule (read: push work to the next day!) and head out. If trucks could talk, mine would have squawked that it wasn’t even awake yet as I made flames down the roadway. It was a junkin’ day after all!
Once I arrived (after getting lost a couple times, terribly directionally challenged I am) I didn’t quite know where to start. And then I saw the rusty metal pile. Giddy, I knew I was home.
Old rusty headboards adorned a retaining wall. They came home with me. As did one of those mattress spring things you see. Can’t wait to show you what I did with that one.
There was quite the birdhouse collection dotting the yard as well. I immediately fell in love with this one, as it paid homage to my growing up years. We had that big ‘ol red barn in real life.
Aren’t the shake shingles adorable?!?
There were so many things to look at. I didn’t bring these home but sure wish I could have!
And then there was this little darlin’ stuffed in a corner. Wait till I zoom up on the patina for you.
You can’t possibly MAKE paint do this! Such beautiful natural aging. I’ve never seen crackle look quite like this. Now I see why we attempt to simulate it. Real deal here.
This is part of my pile that came home with me.
A cluster of yardsticks begging to be brought home, and something that resembled a cauldron. It’s cool! That white speckled thing is an antique garden hoe. Never seen anything quite like it. Other antique tools came home as well to mount up on my character building.
Clean workshop?!? Eh… that was last week.
I just love the galvanized touches along with the other rusty components. Don’t even ask me what I’m going to do with these. I have NO idea. All I knew is, I HAD to have them. My new rusty friends are most happy here.
I wish I could have stayed all day and just taken pictures. There were old clocks, cameras, dictionaries, newspapers, cutlery, jars, dishes, furniture, skeleton keys… anything and everything, and all from a time long ago. Why didn’t I bring more stuff home? $. I’m sure you get it.