Our plumber, Glen, came to swap out the faucet in the hall bath so our 3-year-old can wash her hands by herself. I had called him after deciding that cutting copper supply lines was outside of our DIY realm, and after Glen was finished he was collecting all the pieces and I asked if he had plans for the old copper pipes and that brass ring thingy. When he said they were just going in his scrap bin to recycle, I was all like, “What else is in there?” One person’s trash is another’s treasure.
|Look at that natural verdigris|
What’s on your bead table this week?