I've gone round the bend for sure because I've taken to collecting old hub caps.
The ones on the side of the road that have fallen off of cars.
I've been putting them on my fence.
I really like them.
I can see their beauty.
So can others (for those of you cringing right now).
Isn't that gorgeous?
From THIS ETSY SITE called Eight Mile Creek Designs.
They have some coolio stuff there and reasonable prices.
Apparently, that's a 1969 Pontiac hub.
I got this off a dreaded dead link on Pinterest.
(Please don't sue me, whoever you are who owns this photo. I tried to find you. I really, really did.)
Don'tcha love that whole vibe going on here?
Rusted roof, big white door, that red B.
So, anyway, FinnigantheCurious asked me the other day again why the hubcaps.
I explained to him the urban art element of it (which he is quite familiar with as his mother is a scrounger of urban "art"), but I added on the end that I also just want to block that "ugly view of the neighbor's crap."
We sat there for a second and then both of us burst into hysterical laughter.
WHOSE ugly crap?
My assortment of shitty hubcaps or their assortment of plywood and trash cans?
I'm sure they're over there saying, "Let's just put the trash cans and that giant piece of plywood that we never used up against her fence so we don't have to look at those shitty hubcaps!"
We laughed so hard.
Crying kinda laughing.
It's gonna look better once the fence is full, I'm sure.
I'm pretty sure.
Plus, their crap was there first.
I kinda can't remember now.
Non sequitur #1:
Hey, look at this picture I took of a tiny spider.
He's definitely cute and not weird urban art in any way.
Non sequitur #2:
I'm delighted to tell that I got over my pity party from last week.
Thanks for all your sweet, sweet comments and emails.
It was just one of those days (weeks).
I feel better now because of hubcaps and tiny spiders.