There's something so simply charming about little wooden houses. Maybe they draw us back to childhood - to imaginative play: dollhouses filled with happy little figures, long hours with endless possibilities - back when life seemed simpler.
While I'm hesitant to call it trash, this rocking chair I bought off Facebook Marketplace was in really rough shape. It was dirty, the wood was rough, the paint chipping, and nail heads were popping out in some places. But like any good project piece, it had one important thing: potential.