I was rooting around in my laundry/gardening room (looking for more space), when I wondered why "we" (read: hubby) hadn't thrown out the ruined shoji screen that was stuck in a corner.
The rice paper on said shoji screen had been repeatedly fouled by a beloved/ancient cat. A cat who has been deceased for a couple of years -- meaning the shoji screen has been taking up space for oh, at least three years.
Hubby informs me *I* told him not to throw it away. I can't fathom what I was thinking -- the rice paper is DESTROYED and foul.
But wasn't I the smart cookie. As I was getting ready to kick it to the curb today, I suddenly wondered... sure enough, the rice paper comes right off and just look at the three elegant trellises I now have. :-)
And that just cinches it, never ever throw anything away.
