In august or so, I noticed my neighbor had this spinning wheel on his balcony. It’s partially open to the winds, so the wheel wasn’t particularly protected and wouldn’t fare well out there. So I wrote a note and put in his mailbox, where I said that I’d noticed it when working with my plants, and said that if he was getting rid of it, I’d be happy to take a look at it.
I didn’t hear back, and got a feeling that he was avoiding me, until he suddenly invited me in to look at it, and he ended up giving it to me as a gift! Dirty and cracked, not running smoothly, it needs work, but probably no more work than that I can make it purr again.
Skrållan is curious too
melladh 