Brooch from 1945

My uncle brought this from Italy, where he was stationed late in WWII, for my Mom. I wonder if it can be fixed up...

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Another Rusty Thing

Another set of photos from the archives, from my Dad's collection.

I have no idea what it was before it became rust.

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Skeleton Keys

Some of the keys I brought home from my father's collection.

He never walked past a key on the sidewalk...

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Pitcher

This is the pitcher my Grandma used for milk when she lived on the farm. They moved to town before I turned 10, so that was a long time ago. I use it now when I bring the lilacs into the house...

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Old Pitcher, with Dirt

Another treasure from the depths of my Dad's basement, just the way I found it.

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Broken Mirror

A bit of a dilemma today.

I edited these photos from last year,

and I really cannot decide how to pare the number down any further.

It's a bit of broken mirror, and some grass and the bits from a May birch tree.

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Horse Shoes

After my Dad's death last year,

I was able to explore his "collections"

and take lots of photos.

These are some of the horse shoes.

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Stop by and see what other people have found.

Rusty Box

I have gone back to the photos of my Dad's stuff which I took last year. I wonder whether I kept any of these old cigarette boxes...

He kept so many odds and ends in them.

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Mud and Rust

The construction crew lowered the water level in the pond,

and found this scooter.

I took a lot of photos of it, loving the rust and the mud.

I went back the next weekend, when the sun was out,

but it was gone...

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