TweeLass

I was poking around my dad’s house last weekend and found this old sewing tin that I used (aka mostly played with) as a kid. It was my grandmother’s and I think it’s just gorgeous. I recalled it being full of embroidery floss and when I popped it open—lo and behold, years and years worth of thread. Now I doubt I’ll ever sort through this tangled (but pretty!) mess, but I just love the fact that some of this floss has been around for at least 25 years. (At the bottom of the tin there are a bunch of paper wrappers that list the price of the skeins: 5 cents!) Needless to say, I snagged it to bring home. It’s amazing the treasures that you casually discard as a child and cherish as an adult.