cosymakes

i almost forgot that nearly as important as the buttons themselves are what the buttons are kept in. i have mine organized in tins because my mom had hers in a tin. here are some of the ones that transfered from her tin last summer when i was visiting. here are some pics of my organization, and of the tins themselves- to which i’ve added this tin i bought in alaska for 50 cents. here’s the underside which still has its paper attached! in this one i’m keeping the buttons that are still on button cards.

how do you organize your buttons? mine are, obviously if you look at the pics, warm, cool, neutralish, and carded – all in seperate tins.

have you read the button contest entries lately? i get a few more each day and they are all so fun. thanks to everyone who has submitted so far! i’ve had a great time reading them all to ben and getting an education about button related things.

speaking of, this one came to me over email and it has a good story that goes along with it, so let me indulge. ben used to live in a fairly lively house with four other males when we were in university.  they were all good friends, in each other’s weddings etc.   now that we’ve all moved on, we sometimes loose track of each other. so, the other day, while looking for ben via google, our friend adam found my blog instead (imagine that). but the best part is that adam’s wife, sarah, has started knitting since i last saw them! so we’ve been talking knitting over email. i find that especially exciting because when they had their first child, they were the recipient of my first pair of knit booties.  since we lost track of them, they’ve had another child (who, by the way, took her first step yesterday!).  besides that info about the first step, sarah included this paragraph in her most recent email:

I just got my mom to get me some buttons from my grandma’s stash—most of them are gone, though, because she gave them to the elementary school for the little ones to “count things.” I also used a bunch at one time and for some unknown (and bizarre reason) sewed them all over a pale yellow sweatshirt. It was in the 80’s—need I say more?

thanks sarah, for letting me post this part of the email.  for this contest, all stories/memories count so i’m entering you in the contest. i can’t wait to see you all when we come through montana!