Wow, this vacation blog is putting me to sleep. I feel as if I may break out some slides of grandma knitting soon, and although I am a huge fan of knitting I think it would be a bit boring for anyone else involved. Where is the pizazz?
Instead let me fill you in on the world of dumpster diving. It's really truly all about "the secret" Shhhhhhhhh....yes, the secret........ Just the other day I was saying to my husband "you know, I wouldn't mind having an outdoor fireplace". Low and behold, we were driving past someones house who had decided to get rid of an older outdoor fireplace, and it began screaming my name (quietly of course, and inside of my head). It had some rust but overall held good condition.
It was obvious that it was up for grabs but when dumpster diving you always get that weird feeling as if you are doing something wrong. It is someone else's garbage after all. We looked left and then to the right and quickly and quietly shoved it into the back of the van. I took it home, scrubbed it with a wire brush and painted it with high heat resistant rustoleum paint. Ta da! An outdoor fireplace. Get ready because I've got some wood to burn and marshmallows to roast. Autumn, here I come. All are invited. Please B.Y.O.B.
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1 not so glamorous comments:
I love outdoor fireplaces! How serendipitous, too.
I know what you mean, I always look around furtively when picking up something from someone's curbside.
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