Every once in a while, something hits me on the head and makes me know why I kept it in the first place.
I don't know if any of you are "collectors" as I am, but I have such things as my maternal grandmother's silver tatting shuttle and g-grandma's brooch, etc.I also have some newer items that I particularly liked. One of those is a little bootie that my sister made for a baby shower.I had no idea how I was going to keep it.Last week, I opened a cabinet door, and a jar I had kept, because I liked the shape of it, fell out.It glanced off my head, and I knew that was the answer to keeping the bootie. I put it in the jar in the same fashion as you see ships in bottles.
Since that time, I have been busy putting what I call my "Family Museum" into size-appropriate jars, together with notes about what they are and to whom they belonged.
It's a great way to keep small items safe, to pass along info on why they are cherished, and they stack nicely on a shelf. In my book, it beats keeping them wrapped in tissue paper and jumbled into a box.