A few weeks ago I went out early Saturday morning in search of yard-sales. I came up with some of the best things! But the best by far was an old beat-up display box. It was the last yard sale I went to - kinda late in the day - and sitting on the back of the table was this box. It had all kinds of things in it and I looked at the gal and asked "Is the case for sale?" And she looked at it and looked at me and said "Well, I guess so. How much will you give me for it?"
Well. I didn't have a clue. I said "I don't have the faintest idea - what do you think?"
"How about four bucks."
But I did NOT scream that! I very calmly said "OK, I can do that."
I carried my precious old, beaten-up, filthy, dirty glass box to the truck and sat there beaming for a minute or two. I was soooooo happy! I knew exactly what I was going to do with it.
Came home and started to work on it. (Why does everything I find have to be so dirty?) Sorry, once again I forgot to take before pictures, but trust me, it was bad! Cleaned it, sanded it, primed it, painted it, sanded it and here it is now. Whoo hoo!!!!
I put precious, precious belongings from my parents and maternal grandparents in it.
One of my first posts back earlier in the year was one about some treasures I'd found in my Mom's things. A doilie still attached to the ball of thread, half finished. My grandmother never got to finish it. The same with some lace I found, my Mom never finished it. I haven't figured out what to do with the doilie yet, but Catherine from Catherine's Teacups whom I just ADORE!!!! gave me the wonderful idea that if I ever do finish the doilie, start with a different color, so I'll always know where Grandma stopped and I began. Isn't that a great idea? Anyhow, this is the doilie. And the lace my Mom was making. A few other things in there are my Mom's watch and her thimble she always used, my Dad's wedding ring, my Mom's little faux pearl bracelet, a Guardian Angel I gave to her to help her through chemo and just some old photos of all of them. That is my Mom as a baby and as a little girl with her folks. A very early picture of my parents back in the early 50's. And a picture of my Grandparents on their 50th wedding anniversary.
And a very, very special pair of wings on an airplane propellor,
but that is a long story for another post.
So just thought I'd share with you. I get to look at this box every day now and once again I ask myself, why do we keep these treasures packed away when we should have them out where we can enjoy them.
So DIG LADIES! See what wonderful, wonderful things you can come up with!