Yesterday evening, the girls decided to go out for a walk and headed out past the barn.
They found this, among the trees.
A squashed kettle.
Among the trees.
I have questions.
How did it get squished like this?
And why was it out there to get squished, in the first place?
When I was a kid, we had a large pig pen beyond the barn and, after that, there was a large manure pile. Past that was trees. Just trees. Nothing where someone might set up a kettle, then mysteriously leave it there to be crushed.
The girls have set it with my “art display” of other found objects. 😀
Ah, the things we find! 😀