I have inherited my mother in law´s old sewing chest. A wooden chest made by my father in law, rose painted by my mother in law.
My mother in law died many years ago, and over the years my father in law has removed most of the useful stuff in the box. Still, when going through it today, I found treasures. Some useful. Some just for fun. Some might come to use when I want to do crafts with future grandchildren.
I might never use this mending yarn, but it tells a story, doesn´t it?
Or this booklet, explaining how to do Hardanger Embroidery, I have absolutely no idea why it is in English, and now it is too late to ask.
I will keep the rosepainted sewing chest at the cabin. I already have another sewing chest here, but I am now sorting through all the equipments, and will bring the other one home.
When I started this tidying, I realised I have more boxes, small ones, with needles, threads, scissors and all such things.
I am having a lovely cabin morning :-)
By the way, thank you so much for your comments on yesterday´s post. They have given me a lot to think of. I know I should write down more, many more of my own family tales. Sorting though the sewing boxes is making me remember some of them.