However, a couple of days later, Jay and I were at an antique mall and I happened to see a coil of rusty barbed wire that instantly made me think of a wreath. Then ... my brain made the connection between the coil of barbed wire in the antique mall and the length of barbed wire I'd just thrown in the dumpster a couple of days earlier and I knew I had to make a barbed wire wreath for the outhouse.
I went dumpster diving when we got home, pulled the barbed wire out, and cut away all of the hay net that had gotten tangled in the barbs. Jay was kind enough to coil it while I looked up pictures for inspiration on Pinterest. One of the pictures showed a horseshoe in the middle of the wreath, and I remembered I had an old rusty horseshoe that we'd found in the yard this spring. Since we don't shoe our horses, I knew that it was old and had to have come from a horse other than ours. I held onto it to put on Maggie's door, but knew it had to go into the wreath instead.
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| Barbed wire from our hay bale, horseshoe from our yard. |
When we were finished with our garden poles, Nebalee helped me wire some silk flowers to the wreath, which was surprisingly more difficult than I expected it to be.
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| It's rather minimalist, but I love it. |
Putting it up on the outhouse was one of the many "little" chores I had lined up for the next day, and I wanted to see it on the outhouse so badly that it jumped to the top of my to-do list and I knocked it out first thing Sunday morning.
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| Just ignore my finger. |
I love it, but I might add some more greenery to it at some point. Or maybe not, it depends on how badly I want to risk tetanus. Either way, I love it on the outhouse door. Once it cools down, Mom and I are going to use stencils to paint flowers around the base of the outhouse to liven it up a little bit.
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