There is something so appealing about wooden cotton reels.
Their simplicity. Their shape. Their humble nature.
My grandmother would think my little fascination with them both hilarious and strange.
Well, who would think that such a common household notion would become so collectable?
How did they go from wooden reel to cardboard core overnight?
We were talking about this at work today, where some of my collection currently reside as props.
One of my team was excitedly relaying her junk shop foraging over the weekend, & her happiness at finding a new old cotton reel to add to her collection. Her husband, like mine, could not understand.
To them, merely junk.
To us, beauty can be found in many things, no matter how inexpensive or seemingly ordinary.
Amanda xxPin It