Today I'd like to show you something my grandmother rescued from her neighbor's trash a little over 25 years ago. It's a cute little fern stand that she brought to my husband for some help in repairing and refinishing. I wish I had a before photo of it. It had old chipped pink paint on it and the top shelf was cracked and broken beyond repair. My husband built a new top and stripped off all the old finish.
My grandmother displayed her beautiful fern plant on it for several years.
She put the restoration date on the underside along with my name, and said it would be mine after she died.
She passed away about 5 years ago,
so the fern stand now sits in my living room.
Here's a view of the under side of the shelf, you can see how old it was.
Maybe I get my thrifty genes from my grandmother