I have yet to pass up a broken wagon sitting on the edge of the curb in the trash.
I have at least 6 of them. lot's of red ones, a yellow one and a black one.
O, I love that black one.
Some we use in the yard, some just sit in the garage piled with stuff.
This red one was missing some wheels.
So, I sawed (and when I say "I" I mean my nephew Matthew) off the axle and 3 remaining wheels
and was left with this. The perfect little shelf.
It's the perfect vintage pop of color for my kitchen.
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