Rusty and dented is even better...like this vintage croquet set I dragged home from the town dump.
I wiped the rusty metal down with "Pam" to clean it up a bit...
while DH sat in front of the French Open rubbing the mallets and pegs with furniture oil to protect them and bring out the color. (No, that wasn't his own idea!)
I like how this chipped and faded old croquet set looks on the screened porch...and, who knows...unless I find another use for it first, we may even play a little croquet this summer.
Less Than Perfect Life of Bliss. I love how the croquet balls look in the simple wire basket on her shelf.
I can't seem to pass up rusty gardening tools at yard sales...
so they hang on the porch too.
Old Mason jars are even better when they have rusty hinges...
like these in a wire basket on our patio table.
So, tell me, could this just be a passing phase...my summer romance with rust?
Or do you also find yourself loving things even more when they are a little worse off for wear?