junkyard princess
what is it about decaying, rusting objects that gets me all hot. others have no use for this so-called junk, but to me it's priceless. just call me captain dilapidated odds and ends.
the junkyard near my home has become my most recent addiction. yesterday, i found all sorts of mirrors for my mosaic project, not to mention some other weird dibbies, like an amber door handle that looks like it's storing dino DNA.
word to the wise: don't go into heaps of rusting metal with the possibility of a hornets crib nearby in birks.
the junkyard near my home has become my most recent addiction. yesterday, i found all sorts of mirrors for my mosaic project, not to mention some other weird dibbies, like an amber door handle that looks like it's storing dino DNA.
word to the wise: don't go into heaps of rusting metal with the possibility of a hornets crib nearby in birks.