I have always enjoyed buttons. It could come from my time spent with my grandmother when I was very young. She had a tin filled with buttons. I would run my hands through them. I was entertained by that tin for hours (probably minutes). The feel, the sound, the different colored buttons fascinated me. I’m sure it was a relief to my very patient little grandmother, that I was occupied for at least 10 minutes! I was reminded with that stroll down memory lane as I went on a quest for safety pins. I found, in my crystal heart box on my dresser, buttons. Buttons of every size and color, many still in the little zip bag. I went on a tangent! (Ever do that?) I began to remove the buttons from their baggies and take out the things that didn’t belong in the box. Things like odd keys, costume jewelry and coins. I then went to my other stashes of baggied buttons.
My “organizing training” kicked in with ‘put like things together and get rid of the things that are no longer needed’. I ended up with a beautiful display of buttons that give me a warm feeling all over as it does remind me of my dear grandmother, Sito (Grandmother in Arabic). Do you keep those extra buttons? If so, where do you keep them?