[decimon]

Those are tires? Where’s the tread? ;-)

That is a lot of honey there. Hope you didn’t pay a price for this.

[Muleteam1]

These were tires in an old storage barn my family inherited. My father-in-law, God bless him, lived during through the depression. Need I say more? He never threw anything away.

After the darn bees attacked me several times while mowing last summer (one went up my nose!) I waited for a really cold west Texas day and went after them, of course with appropraite garb. I had to use a crowbar to break the tires away from the wall then rolled them out of the barn to the open. Even at 5 degrees air temperature I could still hear the little buggers angrily protesting. That night the temperatures got down close to zero yet there were still some bees alive the next morning. I have a great respect (maybe the wrong word?) for these little guys now.