I'm still dwelling in the laid of no wireless, stretching my levels of creativity and forcing me to mingle with the natives of this land. Natives who just happen to be self-professed rednecks and delightfully entertaining to spend new year's eve with. The home I was invited to visit was deeply surrounded by massive pecan and peach orchards but provided me with little in the way of container gardens. But my host did suggest that their fire pot could have a dual purpose as large planter in the spring. Anyone want to guess what this fire pot was originally?
A washing machine inner tub!
Don't throw anything away. These south Georgia folks will find a purpose for it.
By the way, we feasted on roasted hot dogs (my first in about 15 years), potato chips, the best caramel cake you ever tasted, and muscadine wine. My neck is glowing a nice shade of red.
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