I've been pondering some thoughts on handkerchiefs. The mere thought of them brings back memories of my stays at my Grandmother Lola's house. Just as my admiration for fragrance as a young girl, memories of hankies in my Grandmother's dresser drawer softly carry me back to childhood too, as I fondly remember gazing inside her lovely designated spot that neatly housed her beautiful linen and colorful cotton collections.
I ponder the thought of why I was so fondly drawn to them.
Quite possibly just the fact that Grandma used them. Or maybe when I opened that dresser drawer for the first time I was drawn to the colorful petite sized fabric.
H'm......
Such a green thing to do, carry a handkerchief! So way before their time,
and I get that same sweet soulful feeling like I do when I see a vintage apron. You know the feeling I'm talking about don't you?
I imagine there's Lot's of crafty things to do with handkerchiefs.
Personally for me, I like to do just like my Grandma did. Use them, and keep them in my dresser drawer.
Sometimes it's the little things in life that make it so very special.
Enjoy caring and sharing days.
Happily,
Jill 00 (Two hugs are better than one)
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