A place to hold your treasures...
Knick knacks, tchotchkes, favorite old books and tiny things we hold close to our hearts.
Maybe that's why so many of us love a curiosity cabinet so much.
Because it often holds the littlest most wonderful treasures of the heart.
A bundle of dried flowers received as a gift.
A great aunt's spools of thread.
A shell picked up on a faraway beach walk with a beloved.
A sunflower that greeted you every day that one summer.
A book of flowers found up in the attic of an old Victorian house.
Lavender from France held by your childhood hair ribbons.
A tiny wooden apothecary case with little drawers, shipped to you by Sean Scherer in spring of 2020, from Kabinett and Kammer in New York.
A treasure to make one swoon during a hard time.
A bird carried across the ocean in hand...
A tea tin from your beloved's great-grandmother.
Dried flowers from your garden, held in time, like paper art.
Favorite oldest books...
Pages of botanicals and insects.
Pottery that tugs on heart strings...
Lining shelves of an old tattered green cabinet.
A perfect place for lovely little vintage things.
Poppy pods and old zinnias...
Happy in their new home.
A green cabinet, just waiting for me in a dingy little antique store.
I simply had to rescue it.
With wavy old glass in the doors and the perfect size for my tabletop.
Just what I was looking for...
Nothing more, nothing less.
A piece with its one tales.
Where little things have rested their heads before.
A place for the little things I love.
To greet me when I walk into the conservatory, in the book nook side of the room.
A vintage green cabinet of curiosities.
Are you a trinket and treasure lover?
I've always been a bit of a collector.
A bottle cap on the side of the road, or two or three.
One year I collected rusty things on my long walks, one by one, day by day, until I filled a whole jar.
Everyone who sees the full jar says, wow, there's so much junk on the road.
And I say, no no, it was like a needle in a haystack.
Spotting an item day by day, filling my jar little by little.
That was the magic of it.
Finding thing by thing over a long period of time.
I think it was the process I loved the most, of finding all these little rusty things.
You never know what your eye will catch.
Or what bolts a big old truck will drop as it goes by.
I'll show you my jar if you'd like sometime.
That's the thing about cabinets of vintage curiosities...
They mean something to someone, and that is what makes them interesting.
If the item has a story of its own, that's just an added bonus.
I like to place something I love alongside my dried flowers and ribbons, because that is just what I am drawn to do.
Do you have a little cabinet of treasures, and if so, what do you keep inside?
I have some seashells from the beaches of Ireland, a trinket from Montmartre, and some beloved old books just to name a few.
I suddenly have a great urge to go for trinket hunting walks again.
Alas, it has gotten so hot, the walks will have to wait a while longer.
But the clouds and wild monsoon storms seems to be building, so we may have rain again today.
I hope you are doing just peachy in your neck of the woods.
I hope to see you again really soon.
Teddy is waiting for me to play and cuddle, which is what we have been doing a lot on these sweltering summer days.
Thank goodness for Teddy, he is such a love.
See you soon friends!
Love,
Vanessa
