Granny always had them...
often tucked away in the drawers of her iron foot-pedaled sewing machine.
The flip down drawer in front contained her special buttons.
She kept buttons in her apron that she'd snipped from a worn out shirt or pair of trousers.
Buttons were always saved for new frocks for the 4 girls or shirts for the 3 boys.
Granny made every stitch of clothes she and her family wore even down to the underware.
Since blogging, I too have become fascinated with buttons.
A bottle of buttons can be quite costly.
I was lucky to find the one above for $1.
The cup contains buttons that I purchased on Etsy for a much greater sum!
A closer look reveals a combination of all different, shapes, sizes, and textures.
Decided to change up the little vignette that occupies the top shelf of my favorite display cabinet-the one my sweet brother-in-law found on the side of the road.
A little secret that would make my granny turn over in her grave...
I can't even sew on a button! Shhhhh.