What's my new facination with old doors and shutters?
Is it the natural patina that I find on each one?
Is it the look of one side...
...and a completely different look on the other?
Is it the way the different colors bleed through?.
Is it the natural beauty of the worn?
I, too, am as captivated by old jars-canning...
Remember getting up before dawn to pick peas or butterbeans?
Not exactly the kind of pickin' I prefer, huh?
Mama didn't can. She enjoyed filling the freezer full. I recall they were measured in bushels. This basket is not a bushel, I don't believe. Maybe it's a half-a-bushel.
I like it. I thought about using it as a planter. Would that work?
I'll have to search your blogs, my friends for some ideas on what to do with these fine items!