Hoops

There is a handful of rusting wine barrel hoops, forgotten on the patio. Someone said they could be used in an art project, and that was all it took for me to save them. But what project, exactly? I realized this morning that, intertwined with lights, they would have made interesting holiday wreaths, but now 'tis the season for packing all the glitter away, not making new. The chances of my remembering this for next year are mighty slim. So they sit, developing a lovely patina, and waiting for another idea.