It’s a lovely bright day, the first of the days we’ll call ‘the first day of spring’ (spring teases us for months here in the Berkshires). Tom’s off to get his bike out, and in a bout of spring cleaning I came across a fur coat I bought at a tag sale 10 years ago, when I first came back to the States from England.

I’m not sure quite what I had in my mind when I bought it, except I liked the colors (black and gold), and I’ve never worn it. But in the interest of wasting nothing, I was looking for information about cleaning vintage fur coats, and came across this fascinating idea, using old furs as beds for wildlife. So, if I don’t end up wearing the coat next winter (or maybe this spring!), it’ll be donated to a good cause. Furs for Wildlife

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