There are very few family items in my collections. My love for de-cluttering is apparently genetic, because the generations before me left little of their daily lives.
So I look at the items I've gathered from auctions and yard sales, and estate sales, and I spin stories.
For instance, I wonder....
|What child loved this doll, and dressed her with tiny, careful hands...|
|What eyes scanned these pages...|
|...and what eyes wore these spectacles....|
|And did they share their space with a cat who loved to curl up on a rainy night?|
|What child delighted to receive a tin rabbit some long-ago spring....|
And can tin rabbits become real?
|Who was the bride who wore this delicate celluloid ornament in her hair? |
And how would she feel knowing that it was a part of my wedding
so many years later?
Were great books or passionate love letters written on this typewriter,
or did it live a more mundane life, spitting out invoices or business letters in a back office, typed by a clerk who day-dreamed of sailing the oceans, or climbing far away mountains...
My collections will probably never reveal their secrets. But the fact that they have them, the knowledge that they have traveled a long path through time and place to reach my home makes them just a little magic....
|A few more of my vintage treasures....a tiny iron cat with it's face almost worn away, a hand-embroidered table cloth from the 1930's, a menorah from the 1940's, a page of poetry in a book published in 1917, glass dogs that were once filled with candy, and a miniature goose-image iron, probably a child's toy. |
For more images of vintage collectibles and decorating, I would recommend the blog Creating Vintage Charm...you will be inspired and delighted, I promise! Even a chronic de-clutterer like me is tempted there!