When we first moved into our home 8 years ago, there was a clunker piece in the corner of the garden shed that I just assumed was an old car part. I never looked closely at it until the other day. After I picked it up (it's heavy, 15 pounds is stamped on it) and looked at it, (turns out it's beautiful), I saw that it's a wonderfully aged copper vessel with a beautiful green patina. I rubbed it with a lime to remove some of the patina and saw some writing and "1945" etched on the bottom. Alex looked closer and realized it's a WWII artillery shell from a 90mm antiaircraft gun.
Since I'm not a supporter of war, and to soften the history of violence this relic most likely carries, it seemed appropriate to fill it with daisies.