Old Worn Velvet Photo Keeper

My husband knows how much I love these beautiful old photo albums, so when he finds one in good shape he brings it home for me. He has some idea that one day he might find something wonderful hidden behind the photos. I think they are wonderful without any added hidden treasures.

They are treasures all in themselves.

I love the worn velvet of the covers and the beautiful brass hardware.

You can't find photo albums like this today.

The black and white photos contained in these fabulous old photo keepers are like magic.

They are reminders of days gone by.

Precious children.

Dressed in their finest.

I imagine how life was then.

Every picture tells a story.

This last photo is one that sits on a shelf in my dining room.

It's my parents on their wedding day and is one of my most special treasures.

Karen

Handmade Velvet Pumpkins

Tis the season for making pumpkins.

I made these using recycled materials.

The velvet was from an antique bed jacket and the lace and ribbon are old and recycled too.

The pedestals were once candle holders.

I made a few dark orange velvet ones and the witches hat with a mix of new and recycled materials.

The old velvet album and the antique shoes were fleamarket finds and remind me of a witches shoes and her book of spells.

Each year at this time I make new pumpkins.

I think these are my favorite so far.

Happy Fall Everyone!

Karen



Weeds & Tea With Lemon

Prudence is watching over the vegetable (weed) garden.

She is best friend to Hortense and her job is to protect the vegetables.

I don't know why she doesn't pull some weeds while she's there.

It's on my TO DO list.

Prudence is wearing a lovely velvet antique bed jacket.

It's stained and tattered and oh so pretty.

Such a sweet straw hat and that crocheted scarf is fabulous don't you think?

She's done a good job watching over the tomatoes and herbs.

While Prudence was watching the weeds grow, I was cleaning the kitchen and drinking tea with lemon.

Feels like summer.

Thanks for stopping by.

Karen