I am so bad, I am addicted!!! My brother says I need to go to Button Rehab for treatment.
But since I don't smoke and I seldom drink and I don't have a husband or children at home, I reckon I'll just keep looking for beautiful buttons to make me content with the World!!
Buttons can't hurt me, they won't argue with me and I don't have to feed them or clothe them..
They just put a smile on my face so what would Button Rehab do.. take the smile OFF my face???
Saturday, January 22, 2011
I haven't posted for awhile as I was overawed by some of the beautiful old buttons on blogs, considerably older and probably valuable. I am only collecting because I love the beauty and colours and patterns and I'd love to learn the history even if it is in the last 100 years.
This is a fabulous Christmas present from my friend Carol who knows me too well. She found these buttons in an op shop and they are gorgeous.
I have been lucky enough to find a couple of new horse buttons so I think I will collect them when I can. My Dad had a nickname for me "Horse" but only because there was a racehorse with my name when I was a kid. I never minded him calling me that, it was something special between the two of us and now I miss it.
Look at these gorgeous display's of buttons. Aren't some people creative.
|Such a pretty button tree.|
|Gorgeous button wreath - I love textured white buttons|
|wow, what a gorgeous piece of art|
|A topiary bush for green buttons.. hmmm!|
|Wouldn't this be great to wake up too.. Brilliant colour|