Say a group of bloggers got together for a shopping trip. You venture into Granny and Grumpa’s Antiques, hoping for the moon.
What do you think they’d come out with?
Well.. some bought vintage kids desks. Others bought modern furniture. Some even picked up a few glass vintage insulators… all that stuff was pretty after all!
But nothing was really grabbing me. I’ve been here many times before. I kinda have a full house and didn’t need anything, yet needed stuff, know what I mean? I needed new stock, but something that didn’t eat a whole lot of room.
But then in one of the barns at Granny and Grumpa’s, I spotted something with rust on it and started toting it around, It was a can filled with these rusty S hooks.
That in itself made me happy. I was at the hardware store the other day and was forced to buy BRAND NEW! Nearly killed me. I asked them why they didn’t store them outside so I could buy patina with it. They told me to call my friend Dan and ask for his recipe. Small town mentality, ya know? Someone always knows someone that can help out.
Well, I like my rust upon sale of purchase if at all possible.
Anyway, when Granny spotted me, she chuckled looking at my loot.
“I know… I like rust.” is my typical response. I’m use to the tongue tsking and chuckles under one’s breath. I do it myself!
When I walked by Grumpa with my stash, his knowing and friendly wise cracks were ready for the likes of me…
“HUH huhhuh….What are you gonna do with THAT?!”
“I dunno. I just like it! And it must be real cheap, cuz it’s rusty, RIGHT?!”
I was ready to tango here…
“Well you just come with me then. We have a junk bin in the other barn.”
What? Junk bin? Why didn’t we get escorted to that first?!
So a few of us followed (‘some’ may have pushed and shoved) Grumpa past the outdoor frog collection, past the haunted doll room, (oh, don’t miss THIS ONE!), past a barn gate… and into the ‘junk room’. We searched for the switch in the dark, but once found…
Rusty junk in bins and bins! And more bins and bins and bins! For cheeeeeeeeeep!
(thank-you Tara for giving up that cast iron beauty!)
So I scooped up all I could (this stuff is not exactly paper weight light) and ran to catch up with the rest.
I don’t get it. Why did they leave so soon? There was another 3 hours worth of oogling in that room. 🙂
And that’s what you get for junkin from the rusty junk bin at Granny and Grampa’s Antiques. Now I can’t wait to get back there and get more…
Just don’t tell Grumpa how excited I was… he may discover rust inflation. 🙂
What does this kinda haul say to you? Would your family laugh you outta the house?
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15 thoughts on “What happens when you visit the rusty junk bin at Granny and Grumpa’s Antiques”
OMG! Granny and Grumpas is just too far from NM for me to visit….but I would if I could. I would take a lunch and spend the whole day. JUST LOVE IT!
Isn’t that one amazing place?!
Oooh.. Donna my heart was racing with anticipation with you. Sounded like a very exciting hunt! Love the rusty too, just not to good at finding things to do with them. I can’t wait to see what you do.
Once again you make me smile! I could honestly relate to how you felt on your treasure hunt. I like old barns, as they are a source of my favorite garden junk. Keep on blogging and enjoy the hunt.
Oh lucky you!!! I have a rust garden at my house, it’s where I put everything that has rust potential, outside, of course. If I ever feel a bit blue, I just sit in my garden and watch the rusting! LOL but it does make me feel better, so I can just imagine how you felt when you had this discovery!!! Again, lucky you!!!
Haha, yes, don’t you just love how the natural elements create the best patina on earth?!
LOL – you brought home the same kind of haul I did last weekend! I brought home 3 boxes of all metal “junk”. Some of it is really cool junk, and the rest are random rusty bits and pieces that I hope I’ll eventually find a re-use for.
i know EXACTLY what you mean when you say:
“didn’t need anything, yet needed stuff, know what I mean? I needed new stock . . . ”
fun day at G&G’s – looks like you scored!
My family is used to my rust collection. As a metal detectorist I am always finding and digging up rusty bits of wire, horseshoes and old farm implements. Since I started following your blog I now have a use for these things.
OMG!! Granny and Grumpa’s is just too far from AUSTRALIA for me to visit……..but I would if I could. I would take a weeks supply of lunch and stay in a near by Motel and spend the whole week. LOVE IT, too!!
Ooooooo, I want to go junking with you but it’s a bit of a drive, even from Eastern Oregon. Next I want to see how you use it all. I can see these kinds of things that I KNOW have potential, I just don’t know WHAT it will become – share the end result with us please.
Count on it Dorothy! I’ve already begun… I’ll be blogging about it tonight. 🙂
All hail to the rusty iron and dirty boxes! It drives my husband crazy! Our taste couldn’t be more different, you should of seen the look on his face when we stopped at a road side rest and I was gleefully scooping up acorn caps!
I love bits of rusty junk like this Donna! Just waiting for you to put it to good use. As we all know you surely will!
Yes they would laugh at me but they know me and I would be so excited!!
Right there with you *-*