There was a time when I sewed, as did many other women. And even now I will occasionally pick up a needle and thread and do some mending, but it’s not something I’ve done much of lately.
When I was a child my mother and both my grandmothers sewed. I was very fortunate to spend time with those women and learn from them. Their mastery of the craft and their skill made their sewing an art. Each one of those women had a jar or a tin or a box that was filled with extra buttons – the ones that were saved from old shirts that were worn out, the buttons that were extras from the new shirts and/or dresses that were made, and the buttons that were purchased for future projects that just hadn’t been completed yet. It was like a treasure chest of lovely gems — different colors, shapes, and sizes. What a wonderfully tactile experience to run my fingers through the buttons, sifting from one layer to the next, experiencing the varied shapes and materials. And what a treat to enjoy the colors and finishes. Occasionally a button would trigger a memory of a certain dress or blouse that had been sewn and worn and loved.
I’ve just returned from a quick visit with my family in the Kansas City area and I’ve brought home with me a large quilt that I made in 1990 that is showing some wear and tear. I’m now looking forward to the opportunity to pull out my needles and thread and make the repairs to this quilt using the skills and artistry that were lovingly passed on to me so many years ago.
We have a button jar with same kind of memories. My best buttons are stiched to a pillow from the family collection. The buttons are placed in heart shape. A gift from my sister on my 70th birthday. The family business was a fabric and sewing shop. Christmas was inventory time. Do you know how much time it take to count button cards?
Hope your visit was a goooooood one.
The fade of the image places me back in mystery thoughts. Excellent.
Remember snow storms come in March with the event of BB tournaments.
Thanks, Joani – love the idea of the buttons stitched to a pillow. That’s a great way to treasure them in a keepsake place. And I didn’t know the family business was a fabric and sewing shop. I’m so glad this photo brought back some good memories for you.
beautifully written and photographed
Thanks, Ilona!
beautiful shot. did you take this with your lensbaby?
Thanks, Joan. Yes, it is my lensbaby – the double glass optic. I love the effect it gives!