|Lilies grace a garage sale bird bath.|
|I loved these terracotta pots the moment I saw them.|
Unless. . .Unless you happen to be married to the Garage Sale King. Yes, that is my lot in life. (I know I told you that I was married to the Chicken Policeman but don't worry, it's the same multi-talented guy). He loves garage sales and I don't think he's gone a week without visiting at least one.
|This arbor was a $5 find. A few pieces were missing, but adaptions were made.|
Things appear at my house. Garden accessories. Containers of various sizes and composition. Garage sale finds. Sometimes they are cool. But not always. Sometimes they are not something I would have chosen.
|Our most recent acquisition is this graceful birdbath.|
Often, though, I am amazed at his exquisite taste.
There is a secondary art of taking what you have and finding a place for it. I think my mom called it "making do".
|A huge aloe vera spills from a huge terracotta pot.|
It occurred to me this morning as I strolled through the garden that nearly every garden accessory we have once belonged to someone else.
Who rejected it.
|According to the former owners, these chairs appeared in the movie Picnic.|
|The farm implement was my grandfather's but the tank was a find.|
Well, they aren't rejected now. Now they have a place and a home.
If you look closely there may be a life lesson here.
|I had been longing for a tree bench and Mike found one at a garage sale.|
Just because something isn't wanted or needed doesn't negate its value.
|Didn't know I wanted a sundial, but I have one!|
That's true about more than just "things", isn't it?
The stone that the builders rejected has become the cornerstone; this was the Lord's doing, and it is marvelous in our eyes’