Button, Button Who's Got the Button? Me!

How sad I was to see my friends face as I walked up the driveway of her childhood home, the strain of removing items from her fathers house was evident. From the driveway, we looked at the two story saltbox house, and she pointed to the far right window indicating that was her bedroom while growing.

The family home sold quickly, and they had two weeks to remove the contains of the house. After the family went through the house and removed items they wanted, I was invited over to see if I wanted anything. She knows how much I love vintage. Not much left, she said just some junk.

I spotted the red tin sitting under some papers, and was delighted when I opened it up and found all of the buttons.

This tin sat on the shelf under some papers.

A tin full of buttons.

All shapes, sizes, and colors.

Love the pink and red buttons.

Texture and shapes make these buttons interesting.

I separated the white buttons.

I liked how the buttons feel in my hands. 

Buttons with two holes, four holes,
and holes  at the top.

My tin full of buttons.

And she said there was just some junk left! Button, button who's got the button? I do!