treasured trash

I have a really bad habit of picking up rubbish on my walks and I almost left this little beauty behind. It was an old cider bottle I saw half-buried in the snow. It's my second favorite color (mustard yellow being my first) and I felt like it was wrong to just abandon it there.
It needed to be appreciated.
So I gave it a soak and a scrub and a home among my many other bottles.
Perhaps a flower or two will suit it nicely.