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Mini post! Seven things I found a month ago


Around a month ago I got a text from a friend informing me of a big pile of trash in the Plateau. I went to check it out and found myself facing a massive pile about the size of two parking spaces. It looked like someone had emptied an apartment but saved the best things for themselves.

I heard some people discussing the waste while smoking cigarettes outside a nearby restaurant. I overheard someone saying that the pile was bankruptcy related. That’s a bit sad if true. It seemed like whoever owned this stuff had lived there for quite some time.

A truck pulled up to the pile not long after I showed up. Three guys came out and started hunting for scrap metal. They got a fair bit, including the metal bed frame on the left hand side of the photo. I handed them whatever metal I came across. I like helping scrap metal collectors do their work because everything they take ends up being recycled.

A few other scavengers (of the opportunist type) came by to see what the fuss was all about. I gave one of them a big jar full of buttons.

I didn’t find anything super valuable. I saved a few things though, including:

… a crucifix adorned with mother of pearl (two pieces of mother of pearl are unfortunately missing);

… a tiny creamer, measuring maybe 1.5″ tall;

… a thimble;

… a plastic visor from Canada’s Wonderland, an amusement park in Toronto;

… a weird looking old thermometer (it looks like it was once stapled to something else);

… and a rug. It looked beautiful but smelled super musty. I took it anyways, thinking that it might be salvageable. It’s been slung over my friend Sarah’s back porch railing ever since, in hopes that the fresh air and sunlight would fix things with time. It’s definitely gotten a lot better, but it still smells too much to use. If anyone has any tips on getting out that smell, let me know!

However, my favourite find here was this cute folk art painting. It’s quite small – maybe 6″ long – and is painted directly on a piece of wood. It might be hard to tell from this angle, but the bottom piece (including the house) is actually a different piece of wood that’s nailed to the other from the back. It gives the piece a different sort of depth. It’s hard to tell exactly how old it is, but I wouldn’t be surprised if it dates back to the 1920s or 1930s.

I plan on sharing more of these smaller posts going forward. Look for my usual weekly edition later in the week – it’ll be a good one!

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