Finding treasures in an old attic was a childhood dream of mine. Both of my grandmothers passed on before I had a chance to know them, so there were no long-kept clothes, hats, or playthings from the past stored in an old trunk in the dusty corner of an attic. Instead, I day dreamed about finding all sorts of wonderful well-loved, time-worn things: old diaries filled with heart secrets, keys that opened rooms with four poster beds & old portraits, big, floppy hats decorated with feathers & birds, old dresses that trailed behind, tiny shoes from an infant of a time gone by, dolls with big blue eyes & cloth bodies, & on it went. This dream began my love of all things old & time-worn.
My dad was quite handy with tools & carpentry type projects. He could fix things up & do what needed to be done. We had a bit of a plumbing project & he had to dig outside to find the problem & put it to rights. I stood outside along with a couple of my siblings watching him dig when he came across a dirty dark green bottle. He rubbed the dirt off with his rough hands & then asked if anyone wanted it. I spoke right up & he handed it to me. Scrubbed & shined, it looked like an emerald jewel in the shape of a hexagon. The little bottle sits on my window sill waiting to become a vase for small flowers or catching the rays in a sparkle of shine. Collecting old bottles became a childhood interest that continues to this day. Milk bottles, medicine bottles, canning jars with bales or zinc lids sit in cupboards, the pie safe, on window sills, & in use. Pens, pencils, old buttons, spools of thread & what have you are corralled within the confine of bottles & jars. Seeing them every day gives me a sense of comfort & satisfaction.
One day there was an auction across the street. An old trunk just like the one in the picture caught my eye. Oh how I wanted that trunk! My dad bid on it & the trunk became mine. It became my hope chest. It went where I did until a few years ago when it was tucked into a shed & became irreparable. More than one tear fell as the decision was made to let it go. It was a treasure for so many reasons, but sometimes we have to make room for new ones.
While I have an affinity for history, vintage & downright old things there are new & wonderful treasures that steal our hearts.
My son & daughter-in-law are the joyful parents. In a few weeks I’ll travel across the US so I can cradle that little bundle of joy in my arms…I cannot wait!
I promised to let you know when the Flower Gathering Junk Journal kit would be leaving the blog & heading to SotC Etsy shop. For anyone who wants to have this bundle of good stuff you have through August to download the 2 kits. The junk journal bundle will be listed on Etsy September 1st, 2017.
You can still get the 2 kits for free until September 1. Just click HERE
Halloween is coming & with it all manner of ephemera fun to use in Halloween projects. This year’s theme is Shakespeare’s Macbeth! So be wary….for something wicked this way comes….
Hecate’s Apothecary tags will be listed in Studio on the Corner Etsy shop, soon. The tags are inspired by the 3 witches boiling up a spell for Macbeth that includes ingredients like: fillet of a fenny snake, wool of bat, slips of yew, poisoned entrails & so much more! The pantry of those three witches was filled to the brim!
That’s it for today. I’ll be off late next week to meet that new grandson. A week long visit that I’m so looking forward to. Until next time, have a wonderful end of summer!