Spring Cleaning

We’ve been busy cleaning out the upstairs space and, with great satisfaction, bid farewell to a full dump truck load of items. Somehow, over the years, a vast and varied accumulation of “treasures” had found their way into the Chicken House and came to a final resting space in the large, open-raftered western end of the building. Items left by former renters, “temporary” storage of stuff from friends-of-friends and an inexpicable conglomeration of junk. We tried to find uses for every possible halfway-usable thing – trying to recycle as much as possible and re-purpose anything which might have one more reincarnation.

A ton of goods destined for the big trash heap in the ground

Conversations went like this:

“What do you think about that old futon? Hate to just throw it away”

“Yes, but it’s filthy,”

“Yes, but they are expensive and someone could have it cleaned and re-cover it.”

“Where did that thing even come from?”

“We could pitch it over the hillside and add to the biomass instead of adding to the landfill.”

“It would take forever to break down and in the meantime it would be hard to take it far enough into the bushes to hide it.”

“Yeah, just hate to throw it away…”

“But who would possibly want that disgusting thing – except here is another gem of a book they could read while lying on it, particularly as they rested down in the bushes over the hillside – here we have How to Become an Expert at Backgammon in Under Ten Hours. Oh! Or Principals of Sociology from 1974.”

Out goes the old couch

There were several boxes of books that had gathered dust over the years – much discussion ensued over what could possibly be done with them. Very difficult to discard Victoria Principal’s Fitness Tips from 1983 – someone could surely use that – she was particularly attractive with big hair, leotard and striped leg warmers.  And surely a hot item on Ebay would be an agronomy text book from 1967.

Sadly, but with resolution, we pitched the ancient sofa with the broken arm, the multitude of broken plastic buckets, pieces of old carpet and the numerous coathangers, broken jars, cardboard boxes, ripped magazines, old adding machines and styrofoam in various shapes and sizes.

Wait...could that rug still be usable?....

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