Disintegration

I've been part of a project, with over one hundred participants from all over the world, run by Seth from The Altered Page blog. The project was to make a bundle of papers, fabric or whatever and hang it, bury it or attach it to a wall as long as it was exposed to the elements. We would then all check our bundles on the first of May and report our findings.
I've come to the conclusion that rain seems to be the major contributor to the disintegration, hence the very little change in my bundle. My little parcel has suffered extreme heat, 47deg C 116 deg F, smoke from bush fires, major winds, even an earthquake, but very little rain.
I've decided to re-bundle it and have added some rusty washers. I will leave it out for another few weeks. On August the first there will be the reveal of another exciting part of the project.

Below are some of my photos unveiling the results.







I even had a little visitor in my package.




This is now waiting for some much needed rain.

The drawer saga continues. I visited my elderly parents today and we have here in Australia what's called a 'hard rubbish' collection. People leave things that they can't easily dispose of out on their grass verge and the council collect it later. This has become a popular pastime for 'collectors' to go and check out other peoples rubbish.
Well imagine my surprise when I sailed past a set of old metal cabinet drawers, I couldn't stop as I had traffic around me. I thought if they're there on the way home they're mine. Guess what, on the way home they had multiplied and there was another set right next to them. I excitedly bundled them into the car and did a quick 'uey', (turned the car around). When I was facing toward home I noticed the owner coming up his driveway with his wheelbarrow, ohhh should I wait and see what else he was getting rid of, I thought better of it as I knew I would have to explain what I was going to do with another set of drawers when I arrived home.
My dear darling, rolled his eyes and shook his head when I started to unload the car. Little did I know that some of the drawers contained 'treasure'. As I cleaned them out and dusted them off I began to wonder about the previous owner, there were golf tees, old pen nibs, paint brushes, a fabulous compression tester, I think that's what hubby called it, saying it could be quite useful, the eyes aren't rolling now.
I imagine Judy would have found enough information from these drawers to create a wonderful story about the guy.

I found just enough room under one of my benches, the exact measurement of the space was the same as the drawers, they were meant to be mine. Needless to say, they are almost full already.






Finally I am adding more decorated papers and a necklace I've just completed to my Etsy store