As a tribute to my dear Tractor Man, all these doors and windows for future projects were moved 300 miles north when we moved from the suburbs of Southern California to the mountains near Yosemite National Park. Not one word was said, except for this, “Are we keeping these?” His face showed no reaction, when I said a bit tentatively, “Yes.” Nodding, he turned and started loading all my doors and windows into an open bed trailer for the first trip up.
Old ladders are often discarded on trash day when a new one is needed. No reason you can use them in the garden! These are collected and displayed leaned up against the old goat shed we found on the place.
This chair was my Grandma’s, now 75 years old! Some of the handle tools are Grandpa’s and some found at yard sales.
One Flea Market Gardening reader, Barbra, says, “When those chair legs rust thru, cut them, run a piece of PVC inside the leg (or outside if its larger PVC) and spot weld it back together. Hubby puts a couple of screws into it to stabilize the PVC and TA-DA….. nothing goes to the scrap pile!”
I wish I had know that before. At a barbeque in our back yard, one of Tractor Man’s burly friends sat on the other one of Grandma’s chairs and kept going! Before our eyes, he sank back,…slowly….to the ground with his feet up in the air!
Update, April 10, 2013:
Yes, the hubs has never questioned me, in my remembrance about anything I really wanted to do and has helped me when I need muscle. He calls it “doing my bidding.” He’s given me a truckload of rocks, twice for my birthday and a lovely 3 gallon backpack sprayer so I can keep my garden paths clear of weeds.
Oh, he allowed me to buy myself a diamond ring on our 10 year anniversary, but though I love it, it doesn’t near mean as much to me as the ordinary things we do in the garden. I’m the brains, he’s the brawn. Now that we have been married twenty years, we don’t really think about gifts much for any occasion. Our anniversary is today and what will we be doing? We’ll be out in the garden…building me a deer fence. Happy Anniversary, Honey. ~~ Sue