September 10, 2019

About a month ago, I put a beat up old wicker-look foot stool at the curb for garbage pickup. At that time, they did not pick it up. Around the same time, I was having book club at my house and hoped to be on my deck. With that in mind, I went to the local greenhouse and bought a bunch of end of summer plants that were on sale. One of the plants was an oversized hanging basket, which, upon returning home, I placed on the beaten up wicker stool and placed them on the bottom step along my driveway. I received many compliments on this decorating hack and decided that I was satisfied with it and I would change over to mums in a week or so.

I came home today, (yes it is garbage pick up day on my street) to discover….you guessed it, my half dead plant and the foot stool had been taken away by the gentleman collecting my trash.

Trying to decide if I can extract a lesson from this, but I am still processing.

All I can come up with is “One person’s trash is another person’s treasure”….but it was both my trash and treasure and then someone else decided it was trash after all…hmmm