One man’s trash…

April 10, 2013

The mountain air is still chilly but the sun spreads warmth by noon these days.  Today Billy changed to shorts while I resisted the urge and wisely selected ¾ length pants. 

Most evenings we spend time around the fire playing music, what else did you expect?  Often neighbors stop by for a listen and a chat.  Well we were short on guest seating so Billy build a rustic log couch. 

As you know, campers discard defective items so Billy puts them to use around our fire. We needed another pickin chair and this was the first chair he brought home.  Yes, it had a minor defect so it was perfect.  

The next was a folding ‘couch’ needing a few supports and a carriage bolt.  Several days later the perfect scrap chair appeared and with a bit of Billy genius we now have a perfectly serviceable love seat for guests. 

“One man’s trash is another’s treasure.”