My dad has been using his skid steer to clean out some of the metal from the woods behind my farmhouse. Today it started pouring rain and he was coming in as I was headed out to check on him. He said “while we have the skid steer here let me lift you up in the bucket to the top of the old barn.“. “ There is a bunch of jars and old glassware that I collected from a dump when I was younger”... Despite having to sift through piles of raccoon crap, I found some neat jars and bottles.