Good morning all,
Sorry it's been a couple weeks. I had some personal stuff to tend to. Well, I'm back! So, if you all were not aware I lost two of the most important people in my life a couple months ago. While I was in ND for Grandpa and Grandma's funeral, I received an old pickled herring bucket. Now, most would wonder why on earth I would want such a thing. Well, Grandpa loved his picked herring. And the buckets, when empty, would be used for many things. Often times, a bucket was found in the middle of the dining room table filled with random letters, remotes, etc... Well this bucket just so happened to go through the horrible flood of 2011 and the one in 2009 also. I'm not 100 percent sure, but it may have been flooded prior times before that. Well, this baby was caked with mud so much that I barely touched it and the whole thing fell apart.
Piecing it back together was easier said than done. Little did I know, that each little board belonged in a certain place or it would not fit together. 7 small boards to be exact. I'm no math god, but I'm pretty sure that I finally got it together after about 100 different combinations.
I used a glue gun and some epoxy to ensure that the metal and each board would stay in one place. Cleaned up the metal to the best that could be done (Can't completely shine up an antique).
Well, now that it is spring, I found the perfect use for it. A flower pot. Grandma loved her flowers and is probably smiling up there about them. I wish I had her green thumb though. I'm 99 percent sure she could grow a rose in sand.
I'm so excited to have a little memorial of both grandpa and grandma to look at now!
They were amazing. Truly blessed.
Much love,
Brie
