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Button jars…

 Lost in Translation’s Thursday’s Special
prompt this week:



When I was a child my grandmothers and mother had button jars.
I think almost every woman had one.
When something was ready for the rag box the buttons were taken off and saved.
If something was made at home and new buttons bought,
at the five and dime store, the extras went into the button jar.

I don’t think women have button jars anymore…or rag boxes.
I don’t have a rag box but, I do have a button jar.
The picture is of the buttons from my jar.
Some of the buttons are from gramma’s jar, some from mom’s and some
are extras that come with sweaters, shirts, and blouses that I buy.

When I was little I would sort through the button jars.
It was like the buttons were jewels and kind of magical.
Sometimes I sort through the buttons I have.
They are like magical jewels bringing sweet memories to mind.

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13 thoughts on “Button jars…

  1. My granny had them too :). This was really a fun challenge judging from the entries. This one has made me smile. Thank you very much, Patricia. It is a great pleasure to have you at my place.

    1. I think your hop challenge is great fun. Though I am not much of a photographer…I use my phone camera…I like looking for a shot that will match the challenge. Glad I stumbled upon it.

  2. Hi Patricia. I’m hopping from, ‘Celebrate the small things.’ You have a lovely blog but I can’t seem to find what I’m looking for – not to worry – that’s my issue (smile). However I love this post on ‘buttons’. I too have treasure trove of the little things, and blessed memories to attend it! Have a lovely weekend!

    1. I think the “Celebrate” links go to the current page and not just to the celebrate posts. To see those posts you need to look on Fridays or you can search my site. Just. enter celebrate or small things in the search box and that will bring up the posts. Thanks for visiting.

  3. This brought back fond memories of my mother’s button box and how we played with those buttons as children. The spare buttons that come with new clothes now are scattered about my house in various drawers and baggies. I can never find the one I need. I think I should start a button box!

  4. My mother had a white button basket with a lid. I was the oldest and four sisters after me. We all loved that button basket. My mother added and subtracted from that basket as the occasion required. The buttons were loose and you had to dump them to see how many of each matching kinds there were. When my mother died, we all sat around the basket and were amazed. She’d strung together like buttons together. The mystery of how many there were of what you might need was no longer a mystery. ❤

  5. I still have a button jar too — well actually two fruitcake tins. I still pour my buttons out on a newspaper on the floor and go through them, just like I did with my mom’s button jar when I was a child.

    1. How wonderful that you have kept the tradition of the button jar. I think it is a dying one. I really don’t know anyone who is much younger than me who has one.

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