The only thing of interest I found in my yard is golf balls and lots of sea shells. The prior owner played golf and left balls in most every corner. After a couple of years, I think I found most of them.

Let me know if you have success finding the ring. If you find someone with experience and with a good MD, you will find it... and anything else made of metal that you lost.

Cheers,
Carole

Worcester Bottling Company must have had a dump in my backyard! It all looks harmless....hair tonic, perfume, milk, soda....

Saucy

Holly

Also found a dog (we hope) tombstone. It's carved marble. SOUPY 1974-1983.

And a pile of old glass telephone pole insulators.

Heineken caps. Lots and lots of Heineken caps. We've been in the house 4 years and every Spring I still pull up a fresh crop of them.

All we ever find is an occasional plastic plant stick; the kind HDepot, Lowes etc, sell with their plants to let you know what you're planting. When we bought the house from two elderly sisters, the yard was totally overgrown and so full of weeds you couldn't even see the back fence! But one of them or maybe both, must have liked to garden because I kept finding these plastic sticks in two of the garden beds.

Last year we put in completely new garden beds, all around the house. I like to think that the previous owners would have been very pleased to see all the flowers blooming around a home that they loved so much.

At our old house we found every kind of trash imaginable. Let’s just say the previous owners were less than desirable neighbors. The had put up fence wire using the trees as fence posts and kept hogs in the yard. (Yes this is in the country). It took several years to cut out the fence and kudzu vines from the trees and lilac & rose bushes around the perimeter of the property. The back yard, outside what would have been the kitchen window, was filled with trash and hundreds and hundreds of baby food jars and lids. They left everything in the house including a refrigerator with food and it hadn’t been lived in, in over 3 years. (Yuck). Occasionally we would find a interesting thing or too in the creek bed like old dishes and such but nothing of great value.

How in the h*** did we come to live in that dump? Well the price was too good to pass up. Had to totally gut the house and start over but it was a good investment. We ended up tripling the size of the house & hand digging a basement under it in the 18 yrs we lived there. Did all of the work ourselves. And got every dime invested and more back when we sold it.

Funny story: My DH told me way back when we were dating that he wasn’t going to propose until he had a house of his own to bring me too. Well...all he told me was that he knew of a place by his grandparents that he was probably going to buy and than he proposed. One week later he took me to see this “place”. I was stunned...All I could say was give me a match and I would be happy to burn it down. I couldn’t believe that this man who professed to love me would expect me to live in that dump. I secretly cried for a week whenever I thought of the place. It quickly became a subject we didn't discuss. I couldn’t face the thought of living there and didn’t step foot on the place again until after we were married and it had been gutted and the rebuild had begun. Just goes to show what trust can build in a marriage. 27 yrs later we are still together and still trusting each other.

Now later when we bought the neighboring land from the guy next door we hit the mother lode. There was an old hog barn on it that was filled and I mean FILLED with old dishes and household goods from his late wife's family. They had been in that barn for over 30 years. He wouldn't take any of it back! We tried and tried to tell and show him it's value but he kept saying the only relative he had was a grandson in another state who wouldn't appreaciate any of it anyway and for us to keep it all and do what we wanted with it. We even bought antique and glassware pricing books and showed him pictures and prices but he wouldn't take any of it. I'm talking hundreds of piecse of depression glass, primitive ware, rusted piggy banks stuffed with buffalo head nickles, pottery, cut glass, and everything you can imagine that was in a house when the owner's had died back in the 1930's & 40's. His wife had inheirted about 3 old relatives things and they had just put them in this barn and forgot about it all. Took myself and my MIL over 8 hours washing dishes and we still weren't done. Ended up saving some, giving some to relatives who may have collected that type of article and sold most of it at an antique/flea market. That helped pay for the 1st room addition/remodel. A few years later when the old man died we gave the grandson his great-grandmothers silver baby spoon and cup that we had found. That was the only thing we could get the family to keep. I still feel a twinge of guilt now and than but think fondly of our old neighbor anytime I use the dishes I kept.

Where we built our new house in 1994 was at the top of hill in the middle of a field. There used to be an old coal mine here and we have found chunks of raw coal and a few old railroad spikes. Most definitely an improvement in IMHO. (oops, I really got off topic with this. Sorry it was so long.)
MaryK

Therefore, if anyone knows of a gardening use for intact one inch plastic bags, I would really love to hear it.

Springcherry

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