You know it's February when I clean the basement.
It can be an adventure,
a treasure hunt, as it were.
Old bottles my father-in-law found when
he dug out his basement on N. Liberty Street.
His tool box.
There used to be a shoe repair shop in the sideyard
of my in-laws' house.
A piece to our oven.
We have a super-lemon GE Profile gas stove.
I will never again buy a GE appliance.
This little guy has been replaced at least a half dozen times.
Isn't it cute how he's smiling
as I write another repair check?
The remnants of my mother-in-law's
salt-and-pepper shaker collection.
Don't you just love the crusty old salt?