I miss all the things that we used to have growing up, the things my grandmother, my mother and even I had, only to dispose of at one time or another. I’m now suggesting to those of you who love the memory that a vintage item brings, to hold onto it. I’m not suggesting that you become a hoarder, unless of course you want to be featured on the next episode of TLC’s “Hoarders”. But keep the things that have special meaning, things that might bring a smile to your face when you look at them, things that remind you of a loved one. I now regret giving away some of my old things and am now on a mission to find them again…. Not necessarily to purchase them, but to just know that they are still out there.
Lately I have been on the look-out for vintage ephemera; old postcards, photos, programs, labels, ticket stubs, coupons, stamps, film strips, claim checks, patterns, cards. I have been using these items on my most recent scrapbooking layouts in a book titled “Remember When”. I have also been saving ephemera from my daily life that I would normally throw out without thinking about it and try to include it on each of my layouts; recently train tickets and tour ticket stubs from our trip to London & Paris and on this layout a ticket stub, claim check and old book paper.
This weekend, I spent some time going to an antique show and sale as well as a few antique stores in our area. The most enjoyable part of going to the sale is taking the time to look through each vendor’s stash, to reminisce and feel excitement when I come across something that I had in my childhood, the old fashioned things I grew up with in my home. This past weekend I came across a set of mixing bowls that my Mother had, the white ones with an orange and red pattern around the outside of the bowls, I was tempted to buy them but only until I saw a beautiful pink mixing bowl (pink, of course being my favorite color). I saw an old doll house that I used to have, a few Barbie dolls, a couple of quilts that were in bad need of repair, books I had as a child, my Mother’s china pattern, those lovely avocado kitchen canisters that everyone had because they matched the appliances!