One of my fondest sewing memories I have from childhood is of looking through my mother’s button box. I could spend enormous amounts of time sifting through all the different buttons, admiring different ones for their color or shape, daydreaming about what I could make with them.
The button box I have today carries the same allure: this time the child sifting through its treasury is my 4-year-old. After inheriting Grandma Hunt’s collection my box is quite full.
And quite magnetizing.
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I love button boxes. They are so fun to dig through and to examine. Love this post!
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How fun!
. Great picture too!
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