. Thursday, April 2, 2015 .
This aren't actually trash picked treasures but treasures picked up out of my Dad's yard.
 
This only pump has a story...it is from the inside kitchen sink of a house that was being torn down on 16th Street in Huntington, WV.  My dad's buddy knew my dad liked stuff like this so he told him about it.  They went and got it.  My dad says they had an old Hoosier that he would have loved to have taken but he didn't have any room at the house for it.  I wish he had gotten it too.

This is a repurposing story.  We bought these big stones a few years ago when we put in the fountain by the kitchen window.  Since getting the girls we have worn a path through the yard to the coops.  Not a pretty look at all.  I was cleaning out the leaves in the flower bed and decided on a whim to take out the fountain and use the big rocks as a bath back to the girls. Yesterday we cut out around them and sunk them into the ground.  We plan to find smaller ones to go between the larger ones.  I think it makes a nice path.  Better hurry up and get the project finished...we are on year 9 of the 10 yard backyard makeover plan.
 

My Dad's Pump