Anything "galvanized" is trendy right now.
I suppose, in our love for all things vintage, this attracted us because of its plain and simple look.
A work horse of yesteryear.
As in horse troughs and buckets.
Anything galvanized has captured my heart as well. I am drawn to its durability and patina. It's something I can't manage to break!
Galvanized goods are cropping up everywhere. In this instance, I am showing gardens. But there are lights and trays and just about anything you can think of.
Made from the stuff we dragged around as children. Buckets of dirt. Buckets of water.
Buckets were a staple of my childhood.
Funny how during my childhood, things of this nature were just considered "old." And now they are "vintage" and highly collectible.
How were we to know that galvanized containers would become expensive and later be sold in Pottery Barn and other popular outlets?
Of course, we'd never heard of Pottery Barn. It was far, far in the future.
We shopped at "the dime store."
I think perhaps I am drawn to them because I remember the everyday uses of galvanized containers. I recall the old beat up buckets being thrown about.
They were simply something we used to carry water and gather fruit from the garden.
They are good memories.
(My galvanized water gardens)
When the sunlight warmed my head as I stood in the garden picking strawberries and blackberries and peaches.
In the background cicadas droned on in the distance, sounding like radio static when a station faded out.
(My galvanized gardens)
The ripe fruit would be made into a cobbler for supper. The rest would be "canned" in glass jars and set up on dusty shelves in the cellar for winter use.
Those canning jars are now "vintage" as well.
As am I and my memories of a simple childhood in a much, much simpler time.
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