While camping with my family over the summer I bought this old copper boiler from an antiques store. It was sitting outside in a corner of the shop’s front porch covered in cobwebs and rusty grime. With a little elbow grease I could see flowers displayed in the tub or maybe I would use it as a novelty storage bin I thought. Since it was left out to rust and the price tag was reasonable, I purchased it with hopes of gussying it up and giving it a new life.