button hearts

No prizes for guessing what this post is about.  With post titles like mine, I should be up for a Pulitzer.  So, button hearts then.

I have got a massive jar of buttons.  Some I have collected, some I bought or took from old clothes, a lot came from my mum.  That's right, first they were my grandma's, then my mum's and now I have become keeper of the buttons.  It's an honour.

I don't really know what to say about these.  I mean, they're so simple, it doesn't really need instructions or information about how I made them.  And I think you can see what colour they are without me pointing it out.  Unless you're colour blind, in which case I'm sorry.

I took them outside last Saturday to hang them artistically in my garden.  They're hanging on a trellis or a nail in my garden wall.  The wall is original so is about 130 years old, that's why it looks the way it does.  The one with the trellis on is newer and not so nice.

Yes, I have cobwebs in the garden.  Lots of them.  And in the house.  Spiders have become my friend.  They're unavoidable when you live in an old house and they don't really bother me.  Unless they crawl on my face.

Having said that, I've never actually had a spider crawl on my face.  Or maybe I have, but I was asleep and didn't know.  Speaking of spiders, I have one that lives in my wing mirror.  I don't see him that often but I see he spins me a nice new web everytime I destroy the old one by winding my window down (which I have to do to adjust the wing mirror, it used to be electric but it's broken.  Like most things in my car).

One day I was driving and smoking (yes, I smoke.  Yes, I know it will kill me.  Yes, I do care) and I flicked my ash, it landed on Mr Spider's web.  He came hurrying out to remove it, despite the fact I was doing about 60mph.  He was shaking and wobbling like nobody's business but he clung on.

I was a little worried when we went down to Devon in the summer that he'd climb out when we got there and go for a stroll and we'd leave without him.  We didn't.

So ladies, that was pretty much a post about spiders.  The button hearts are for sale at the craft fair.  Or Christmas presents for friends and family when they don't sell...