I gathered the following at the cemetery near our house:
Styrofoam
Bottles and cans, just clap your hands, just clap your hands!
Toaster oven without a body (someone on the island either really likes toast or
really likes killing toaster ovens)
Sundry plastic bits and bags
Two black plastic seedling pots
Yellow hardhat
Rain gutter downspout connector
Stove pipes
I got really super excited about one of these items, and no, it is not the idea of cobbling together a frankenstein-esque toaster (frankentoaster!?) over the next month, but it is the stove pipes, and it does have to do with an oven of sorts. I have been thinking of building an outdoor kitchen once it warms here, and the centerpiece will likely be something called a barrel oven, and I now have the flue materials. Yay!
The plastic seedling pots are another epidemic here on the island. Most all of the islanders have there own veggie gardens, which is great, but most all of them buy seedlings from the mainland and have them ferried in. All the seedlings come in these plastic pots and once the plant is in the ground the pots are thrown on top of the ground. The wind then blows them all around the island and somehow an inordinate number end up in our garden! I can and have saved and resused them in the past, but it begs the question, what eventually happens to them I am done using them?
Finally, I found a glove yesterday and a helmet today. I have visions now of stitching together a scarecrow (and we have lots of crows; they are the apex predator on the island) of all the odd scraps of cloth I know are out in the forests and fields, with a crusty yellow hardhat on top. But, again, what do I do with the plastic hardhat once it has outlived the life of the rest of the parts of my scarecrow?