One night last week I found this female holly thrown out in the trash by my neighbor the landscaper. It was in its nursery pot and its leaves were still flexible, but I couldn't tell much more since it was so dark when I stumbled across it. I stashed it in my driveway until I could inspect it the next morning. In the sunlight of the next day I could see that it wasn't obviously diseased, had been clipped back this year and had a few berries still attached. Aside from being slightly rootbound I couldn't see why it had been discarded.
I planted it into an unsold Stewart container so that I can enjoy it all winter. Maybe I can cast a larger container for it in the spring or find it a home at a friend's house. For now, it's free winter interest.