When we were cleaning out the old Mayes house on the farm, Prince found this old sewing machine up in the attic. It was dusty beyond compare and the wood was falling off and the rust was unbelievable but he knew I would see the beauty in it.
He brought it up to the house and I removed the wood and took off the old machine and took the pressure washer to remove the mountains of dust and dirty dobbers nest. I finally got it spray painted and moved to it's new place of respect.
The kitty justice is no matter how old or rusty a piece has become someone can see the beauty and usefulness.