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daily parcels * tied up in string *

daily musings of a vintage addict * I am totally obsessed with all things vintage * trying to keep up with my past...and sometimes ordinary everyday life

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Location: Katoomba, NSW, Australia

here I am in a little cottage that evokes the energies of my ancestral lands - a cottage on the moors of Cornwall, or on the cliff tops of Ireland or Scotland. It has a hearth. I am a hedge witch {of sorts}. I wear upcycled clothes, patchouli oil and Redback boots. I am a gypsy; an eccentric and a mystic [I often live with a foot in two worlds]. I serve my guests, tea from an old silver teapot. I love Vervain, yarrow, chamomile & mint. Star watcher and Moon gazer. story cloth weaver. keeper of family dreams and wishes. good friend and creator of life. herbal tea drinker and potion maker.

Plan ahead and dream of all the beautiful things that life has to offer

November 23, 2005

vintage horror

I just had the most wonderful conversation with my mum - she was horrified that I was swapping vintage handkerchiefs with people from all over the world
"what will 'they' think?" she asked
"receiving a used hankie from a stranger! - why didn't you buy new, they aren't that expensive"
I am sure she had visions of bird flu or something equally as sinister.
However - rest assured I have washed mine to the 'nth' of their vintage lives...and if you don't want to use them - cut them up and make little lavender bags * or just have a pile of them tied prettily with ribbons ....there is just something about vintage hankies that comforts my soul


Blogger Carol said...

Sorry Robyn but LOL @ "vintage horror", that really made me laugh at first, but I can see where she's coming from. Nevertheless maybe you can pacify her by telling her that at least mine are unused and that luckily we've had no case of birdflu here in Germany so far.

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Blogger Shirley said...

Mine are unused too

6:53 pm  
Blogger HomemakerAng said...

HILARIOUS!!! Moms are good for that kinda stuff! The bird flu comment cracked me up!

3:00 pm  

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