Last year Tanner was feeling there had been too many days without a holiday so he decided we should begin celebrating Fairy Godmother's Day. Thoroughly enchanted we agreed. We plucked names out of a small pouch, each of us responsible for finding one small gift for the person who's name they had selected. It was such fun it's becoming a family tradition.
There isn't an actual date for Fairy Godmother's Day. It seems to occur in early summer when waiting for the next birthday seems endless. This year it arrived while camping on the Oregon coast visiting my sister. My wish was for vintage ribbons and buttons and my Fairy Godmother was my sweet boy. Debbie was stuck in the tent with a terrible flu so my sister took the boy thrift shopping. With her help he made my wish come true. His gift to me was enough buttons to fill a large tin and a luscious collection of silk and velvet ribbons. In the picture above you can see the ribbons. I've fondled them often, wondering what they'll become.
My favorite recent thrifting find is a vintage kite string spool,
Or maybe it's this hand stitched potholder with the teary boy and his oversized fork and knife.
Perhaps it's really this platter with tumbling circus characters.
Here's a recent find I reluctantly left behind. It would have been such fun to play with.
I loved the paisley details.
It's been a good summer for finding these treasures. Moments stolen away from obligation for the hunt, as enjoyable as actually coming away with a new gem. These treats are nestled into the nooks and crannies now and I'm thinking it's time to steal away again soon.