A Conundrum

limestone rocks in a riverbed with pools of water and trees lining the bank.

I have a kitchen trash bin given to the family by my mother-in-law. It’s made of wood and at one point was a handsome piece of furniture, which is an odd thing to say about a trash bin. Most people have their kitchen trash bin hidden behind a door in a cabinet. Not us. Ours sits right out in public in all its wooden splendor. Unfortunately, waste, including food, generates moisture so the inside of the lid looks the worse for wear as does the top where it’s been touched by a generation of hands.

I could replace it with something metal and industrial, but I liked my mother-in-law. So, I’m going to try and save it. Although, that would mostly be for me because I bet there’s not a high demand for used, hand-me-down wooden trash bins. I think the solution is paint. Currently, it’s stained. In more ways than one, and I think paint might give it a new age look and see me through to my demise, which I hope is well into the future. Plus, it holds a lot whereas the cabinet kind usually has a limited volume, although having a lot of garbage in your kitchen may not be a good thing.

I didn’t realize there was so much to think about when it came to the subject of trash bins. Just goes to show what I know. Anyway, I’ve tidied up the bin as best I can until the weather cools and I get a chance to redo it. Color will be a big deal. I was thinking steel gray or dark blue, but a dark green would give it a real country look. Unfortunately, there’s just not a lot to go-by. I’ll guess I’ll be a pioneer. Who knows, I may decide to have a little fun with the color and lighten things up. Although, I’ve never been known as a design trailblazer, and I’m not sure a trash bin would be the place to start.

John W Wilson

Gatewood Press is a small, family owned press located in the Hill Country of Texas.

http://www.gatewoodpress.com
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