Trash Day

 

As many of you long time readers and followers know, once a year my neighborhood association and the city of Wichita get together to have a trash day.  It's a time when you can get rid of things you normally wouldn't.  Items that are too large, or that have gotten out of hand.

Usually we have a month to get our trash together.  This month, I got my newsletter last Saturday, which gave me seven days, since items need to be at the curb by 7:00 p.m. Friday night.

You might be asking what's in all these buckets.  Actually, I was asking the same question, too.  The bottom shelf holds three you can't see and I failed to photograph the top shelf.  

 

On the shelves are various other items that I have thrown there over the years.  It was time to go through these shelves, as well as the tubs that originally held litter until the company got smart and started using cardboard boxes to hold litter.   This is not going to be a quick or easy task.  It certainly wasn't for the faint of heart.

 

Fast forward to yesterday evening.  I am finally finished and very happy.  I have taken the last of the trash to the curb and am back to take an "after" shot.

 

One of the baskets on the shelves held shells.  I brought shells from other locations and placed them all in one spot.  I corralled all the spray paint and small containers of wall paint to specific locations.  There are now only two tubs and they are filled with rusty bits that I can use when I rust fabric.  They are even labeled!

 

   I threw away a TON of baby food jars I had saved to make assemblages like the ones above.

  I also threw away a ton of tin cans that linked back to when I created recycled art. 

The middle shelf holds my prized photos of The Arch in St. Louis, Missouri and one of the many times I visited the Veiled Prophet (VP) Faire in the 1980s and 1990s. 

 

Here is one final view of what I believe to be a job well done.  I'll see you at the clean-up.