So, near my house there's an old abandoned train track. It's pretty much the public trashcan for the neighborhood, which means there's a lot of wild shit that gets put down there. About a third of it is (no joke) a gourd farm. I go back there a lot, with a plastic bag or something, and I collect whatever random shiny that catches my goblin eye. Here's the latest haul:
Not even slightly sure what I'll do with it.
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interesting.