But this jar brought back a memory of my grandma... she loved buttons. No, I mean, she LOVED buttons. She had these big cookie tins stacked to the ceiling full of random buttons. I have no idea where they all came from. (This is one of the many questions that I would like to ask her... but, you see, I was only 10 when she passed away. And there is no one else I can ask about the buttons because everyone that might have known is now gone too... but that's a sad story for another day... maybe a gloomy, rainy day...)
Anyhoo... these buttons made me think of grandma today and smile.
It's funny how memories get lost for a while... and then come back and wrap around you like a great big hug. Thanks grandma.