the missing wheelbarrow mystery...

The old wooden wheelbarrow has been a trademark on our yard for many years.

When we first moved here...

there was next to no landscaping...

and everything looked very bare.

My brother-in-law was storing some things over at the farm.

I laid my eyes on his wheelbarrow...

and decided I would borrow it  for 'my front porch'.

Just until he needed it, of course!

It stayed on the porch for many years.

I think my BIL decided it was easier to build himself a replacement...
than to even try to get his old wheelbarrow back. :)

Eventually it came to rest under the willow tree...

and made a great prop on a photo shoot or two.

For the most part...

the birds used it as perch.

And the winter weather took it's toll.

And sometime last fall...

the winds flipped it over and one of the handles broke off.

It would not be doing too much 'wheeling' anymore!

I was a little sad.

 

At Christmas I jokingly asked my BIL if he did warranty work on his wooden wheelbarrows.

He said...'sure'.

But really, I couldn't ask that of him...

when I had so brazenly taken ownership in the first place!

Last week, I asked hubby if he could somehow replace the broken handle for me.  

He agreed...

and went out to measure.

He came back in...

and asked me where the wheelbarrow might be.

What?

For years it had sat in the same place...

and now it was missing from the front yard.

 We decided that someone had stolen it while we were on vacation.

There was nothing to be done about it!

 

Yesterday morning I looked out the front window...

and there, right at the road...

was a spanking new antique wheelbarrow!

I can only surmise that my BIL has gone over-and-above any warranty obligations...

and built me a whole new wheelbarrow.

I quickly moved it away from the road...

before someone else felt compelled to 'borrow' it.

It sits quite handsomely where it's predecessor sat.

I love it.

Thank-you, Ron!