So, Shawn, the baby and I were browsing a thrift store the other day for a diamond in the rough. I spotted this old mailbox for $1.00. My thoughts went something along the lines of ‘hmm, what can I do with this? Um, I don’t know. Just buy it anyway, you’ll think of something later.’ In the wagon it went then home and into the ‘found’ pile.
Shawn brought some pretty little flowers home yesterday and I was just itching to come up with something other than a basic vase to put them in. Ding, ding, ding! I grabbed the mailbox, flipped the lid open and imagined my flowers peeking prettily out of the top from the wall in my living room. There was just one problem… where to put the water?
Now, before you judge we eat Spam in this house. We love Spam. It’s hot stuff in the state of Hawaii and if it’s good enough for thousands of Hawaiians, it’s good enough for me. So, just turn that finger around and point it in the other direction, you’re here for the craft, not the food. My mind skipped over all the things I had around and none of them met the criteria of the mailbox’s dimensions… except my Spam can.
I washed it out with hot soapy water, filled it with clean water, added some plant food and slipped it down into my mailbox. I’d already mounted the mailbox on the wall at this point with two small nails, then I trimmed the flower stems to size and voila… My Mailbox Wall Vase. I adore it! As always, nothing flashy, nothing perfect (considering the fingerprints on my mirror). Just lovely to live with.
With Smiles, Dawn
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