Monday, January 02, 2012
vintage buttons in a vintage jar
We browse through a lot of antique stores, but I rarely bring anything back home with me. Mostly that's because I've been spoiled by Grandma for so long. All I have to do is mention that I'm looking for this that or the other thing and she can make it materialize. Like the first of the treadle sewing machines, which she just happened to have bought by accident at the auction a few weeks before I mentioned that I was looking for one.
This little jar of buttons, though, I bought for myself when we were in Arizona last summer. I'm not sure why, but it absolutely had to come home with me. I had it carefully wrapped, tucked away with the pots and pans we use for camping. And never managed to unwrap it until just a few minutes ago.
I'm betting that it was safer with the camping gear than it is where my boys can see it. So even though it looks very pretty on the fireplace mantel, it's about to find a new home.
This post is linked to Knick of Time Tuesday, Nifty Thrifty Tuesday, Tuesday's Treasures, Time Travel Thursday, Ivy & Elephants & Vintage Thingie Thursday.