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My cousin, who lived in Tennessee, had gourds growing up the side of her house. She would do all kinds of decorative things with them. Most of them did not look as crazy as the ones you have pictured, but it was fun to see what she would do with them.
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What kinds of things did your cousin do with these gourds? I am genuinely curious. Like Anthony, I was surprised at their popularity when I came back to live here (I think the gourd phenomenon must have started while I was living abroad). But the only thing I could think of doing is to arrange them as a centerpiece on the table…
She made bird houses, water dippers, painted pictures on them. She would clean them with some type of solution, let them dry out and then paint, cut them open and clean them out and do whatever. I wish I could tell you more, but she died six years ago and I don’t know of anyone else who does what she did.