Collections: Thoughts and Things Celebrate, Create, Contemplate. Repeat.

You Never Know What You’ll Find

Given a free hour or so on a weekend, I enjoy heading out to find something.

Where to go? Flea markets, antique malls, thrift stores, estate and surplus sales. Occasionally a garage sale.

Once a month, or so, I’ll say “I’m off to look for vintage tins/globes/recipe boxes.”   My family hears “Blah, blah, blah, old stuff, blah, blah, bye.”

And this is just may be where they picture I’m headed, Flea Market or Recycling Center?Really family?  I’m guessing this is why invitations to tag along are usually declined.

Antique stores are often in historic schools or halls. Split-level and overstuffed homes are common for sales. But equally common are estate sales in craftsman or lakeside homes.  Regional funky flea markets pop up semi-annually in city streets. And they know this, but “Please let me come too” is just not the first thing that pops into their heads.

However this weekend, my family’s prediction was accurate. I did go shopping near, but not in, the trash. The house/office was located within a recycling center.  I felt a little trepidation meandering past tall columns into a potential cardboard maze.  Hmmm. What the heck. It was a bright sunny day. Carpe Deal-em.

And there were some fine finds. Many things were consistent with the setting: shelves of tools, wood & metal remnants, boxes of pop bottles. Stacks of formerly white, now gray-green plastic yard furniture. I picked up a mod square metal thing-y, and some old bottles. (Spotted the match for one later (OK, it was clean) at an antique store for $15. My muddy one was 95% less.) A few more items including a saltware crock, a dove-tailed wooden recipe box, and a depression glass plate. Plus three lidded china soup bowls with 22 carat trim. Six delicate pieces with no cracks or chips, all found in different locations. Not bad for the junk yard.

Carrots, Turnips & Garlic, Oh My!

Carrots with 22 Carat trim


I had to chuckle, I was  shopping where my family imagined.

G’Day Mate (The Land Down Under, Part 2)

Hello! Today is Part 2 of the study abroad/travel almost guest post.

To recap, my daughter spent a semester studying in Australia.  She agreed to share her photos without peeps. And I agreed not to be too jealous. The first post featured New Zealand. This post is a photo journey counter-clockwise around Australia. (Map at end of post.) (Again, her interest in geology is often photo theme. And alas, there are no pictures from antique stores or flea markets. And she did not get an Aussie student to record her voice mail message. Sigh.)

First up, Melbourne.  The library holds more than two million books, and has room for 600 readers.

Victoria State Library

La Trobe Reading Room, Victoria State Library

Brighton Beach Houses / Bathing BoxesBrighton Beach Huts 1 Melbourne Brighton Beach Huts 2 MelbourneThis exhibit was at the National Gallery of Victoria in Melbourne, in the sculpture garden.

Scent from Design to Art

“Scent from Design to Art”

In this case the fog is not geo-thermal, it’s scent.  “A unique installation of mist.”

Visitors will embark of a sensory journey through the garden to smell the 14 molecules and scent works. 

In addition to the exhibition, a program of Scent Design events led by Burr will allow visitors to experience to world of olfactory art from many perspectives. An exhibit called Hyper-Natural, curated by former New York Times perfume critic and author Chandler Burr

Melbourne Graffiti art

Melbourne Graffiti Art

 From the city to the beach,

12 Apostles

12 Apostles, Great Ocean Road

The 12 Apostles are limestone rock stacks west of Melbourne in the Southern Ocean.

12 apostles on the great ocean road, melbourne-ish 1

View of the Southern Ocean.

Next stop Sydney, the capital of New South Wales, where the Botanical Gardens have some unusual examples of flora. I believe these trees are Strangler Figs.

Sydney Botanical GardensOf course a visit includes the Sydney Harbour Bridge and Opera House.

Sydney Harbor Bridge, Pedestrian Walkway

Sydney Harbour Bridge, Pedestrian Walkway

Engineering Landmark

It’s an International Historic Civil Engineering Landmark

What’s inside the Opera Houses white tiled roofs? The UNESCO World Heritage Listed site gives tours in English, Mandarin, French, Korean, Japanese & German.

Wool tapestry designed by architect Jørn Utzon.

14 meter wide wool tapestry designed by architect Jørn Utzon.

Sydney Opera House interior

Interior of the Sydney Opera House.

Sydney Opera House

Looking out from inside

And back to rocks. Oh those crazy engineering students.

Manly Beach, Sydney

Extraordinary setting at Manly Beach

Heading north to the Great Barrier Reef in Queensland.

Cairns, Queensland, Great Barrier Reef

Cairns, Queensland, Great Barrier Reef

Cairns 2, Queensland

Cairns, beauty in every direction

Onto the coast of Western Australia,

 Shark Bay, World Heritage Area

Monkey Mia 1

Shark Bay

The oldest inhabitants of Shark Bay hang together, they’re stromatolites.  Living marine fossils combining biology & geology.

Stromatolites, 3000 year old microbial mats

Shark Bay stromatolites are 2000-3000 years old.

Shell Beach, Shark Bay, Western Australia 2

Aptly named Shell Beach in Shark Bay

(Australia continues to amaze me. Before said photographer/student headed to the southern hemisphere I thought I had a decent general knowledge. I did not.)

 At Monkey Mia, wild bottlenose dolphins come to shore for breakfast almost everyday.

The Pinnacles, Nambung National Park

The Pinnacles, Nambung National Park

Lake Ballard

Lake Ballard, Western Australia

Changing the pace and heading to Fremantle, Western Australia.

Bon Scott Fremantle, Western Australia

Yes, somehow she thought we’d enjoy the AC/DC statue at the beach, but not a photo of the beach. Hmmm.

Clock Tower View, UWA

Peek at Perth

Perth, one of the most isolated major cities in the world.

Perth Harbour

Perth is the 4th largest city in Australia, one of the most isolated major cities in the world. 1300 miles away, Adelaide is the closest city with a population over 100,000.

And that wraps the tour.

Thanks Banana for the pix. She picked up the use of both G’ Day and Mate, ate one Vegemite sandwich (part of an exchange student challenge), a kangaroo kebob and more than a few Tim Tams. Blue Mountains (near sydney)

And she also found that some travel photos are twice the fun to take. You can make memories and drive your mother crazy at the same time. (Get off that cliff, stay out of caves, are you ever flossing?)  Wonderful, wonderful experience.

Counter-clockwise tour starts at 5 o’clock. Melbourne, Sydney, Cairns, Shark Bay (about 9 o-clock), Perth & Fremantle.

australia map


House Hunters International (Kinda) Part 1

How about House Hunters for the fictional, vertically challenged, hirsute-footed customer?

This is a guest post of sorts.  After a semester studying in Australia, my daughter traveled for three weeks up, down, across and around.  Visiting amazing beaches, cities, and forests all while consuming multiple PB&Js. Trip of a lifetime with friends for a lifetime. She has agreed to share some of her photos.  I agreed not to be too jealous.

So back to faux House Hunters. This episode is set in Matamata, North Island, New Zealand. A lovely setting on a lake, and the Hobbiton movie set. Let’s head to the Shire and take a peek.

Hobbition view(As Hobbits are no more than four feet tall, we won’t be squeezing inside. )

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**The large oak tree above  was cut down nearby and the pieces were moved to the set and reassembled. Hand-painted leaves were imported from Taiwan, and attached to revive it’s majestic stature.

The Shire 3House Hunters episodes include the “decision discussion”. Time to narrow down to top home choices, so we’ll head to the Green Dragon Inn.

On House Hunters, you often get a peek of the surrounding area. Let’s see what else the North Island has to offer.

Mount Doom for Middle Earth. Mount Ngauruhoe for humans

Mount Doom for Middle Earth. Mount Ngauruhoe for humans

This photo from the Tongariro Alpine Crossing.  This day long hike features volcanic hazard zones, glacier carved valleys, and intensely colored lakes.

NZ lake 1  Tongariro Alpine CrossingNZ lake 2  Tongariro Alpine CrossingGlow worms are real (!) and unique to New Zealand. And they do glimmer, my daughter gave a thumbs up review for the tour at the Waitomo Glowworm Caves. (Link for info & stunning photos. Yes, stunning photos of worms!)

The following photos are from an active geothermal area called Wai-o-tapu, Māori for “sacred waters”. (My future engineer has an interest in geology, so a lot of rock shots.)wai o tapu, geothermal park NZ 1wai o tapu, geothermal park NZ 3Have to remind myself that this is not a movie set.

Cathedral Cove 2 The Coromandel Peninsula, North Island, NZ

Cathedral Cove. OK  fine, used in the movie “Prince Caspian”

Back to the “house decision” in Matamata, what did they choose?Hobbiton Garden 1Hobbiton House 2Sun and a garden. Good choice fictional Hobbit family.

The shire is so enchanting, and I haven’t read or watched the Hobbit or the Lord of the Rings trilogy. Must be incredible for fans.

Thanks for the pics Banana. I hope to be able to add my own someday.

Thanks Banana




I’m egg-cited to announce the end of a vintage quest. Fairly low key, yet for me exciting. (It’s the little things.)

This is a “family piece” (aka rescued from an old box in my grandparents basement). Plastic, simple, utilitarian. Why was an old egg drawer saved? Who knows. At least it wasn’t the entire refrigerator.)

Vintage Plastic Fridge Egg HolderMod, aqua, spunky.  It called to me.

However, I do not have a need to store additional eggs in the fridge.  (Although the hubby wouldn’t mind having additional bacon on hand. Nice try. Admittedly, over the years I’ve seen many positive responses to Top Chef/Food Network challenges if some form of bacon is a component.  Bacon ice cream comes to mind. But I digress.)

This egg container had been in the basement for decades, then traveled 600 miles in a cardboard moving box, and into the dishwasher where it cleaned up very nicely.  And, back to a plastic storage box. I’ve pondered possible new uses for it multiple times, yet could not come up with one.  (It’s been almost three years.) More than once when trolling the house & garage for items to donate/purge, it has been in my hand.  And then, back to the box. It’s aqua and in perfect condition. I’ll admit I’ve developed an attachment. Many vintage items have been repurposed in our home but I was truly flummoxed with this. (Again, the hubs prefers when I listen to my “let it go” voice vs. my “it’s cool, let’s keep it” voice. Cough cough–a certain beautiful yet cumbersome English antique armoire not quite living up to its potential comes to mind. . . )

This month the egg tray made a trip back to the kitchen, and again through the dishwasher. Inspiration had to be around the corner. Round and round and round. And at long long last, the “aha moment” arrived.

Welcome to my daughters new nail polish caddy.

Upcycled Nail Polish Caddy 1The colors of the rainbow all in one place. No more tipping bottles stashed in carpeted bedrooms.

Plus it fits into one of the bathroom drawers. Perfectly sized, easy to transport for manis & pedis as needed.  Upcycled Egg tray to Nail Polish Caddy 2So happy to finally find a use in our home for this vintage tray.  Maybe it was saved because my grandmother liked it just as much as I do.  Not exactly earth shattering, but I feel even a simple reuse is honoring the piece.


Thoughts from Alice


Today Collections:  Thoughts and Things celebrates its two year blogiversary.

With a click of publish, this will be my 234th post. Woo hoo! Now why doesn’t seem like there’s a least a bit more space in my brain?

In lieu of a cake, here is a photo buffet. Each links to a blog post for a clickable mini-history.

Vintage Dance Cards Jr Prom 2

First Post. Vintage Dance Cards

Antique Kings Safety Goggles 1

One of my favorite collections, vintage glasses

 Hand-stitched antique gown. And speaking of heirlooms, or just plain looms, I have a few . . .

Antique Baby Gown

Can’t imagine trying to button the row of tiny pearls on the back of a wiggling baby.

A surprise find right under my nose. OK, just above it.

The BOAT, UW gold medal crew

The Husky Clipper

New on the blog was joining Instagram this summer–too much fun! All of my favorite things literally at my fingertips: architectural details, thrifty finds, Paris and ponies. Oh, yes of course, my family, one of whom now has me hooked on corgis.  Speaking of corgis . . . an Australian postcard stamp. I love the colors.

Queen Elizabeth II Australian Postage

The Queen looks quite lovely, even with the shark postmark heading towards her hat.

While following steps in the How to Start a Blog  video, I wrote this for the ‘about me page’.

I quite love finding old things, everyday things, and celebrating them. I try to mix beautiful/useful with reduce/reuse/recycle with an occasional dash of feng shui.  For the most part I am craftily challenged, have a brown thumb (plants lean away from me) and I may be APP (A Procrastinating Perfectionist).   Employing a ‘use what you have decorating’ theme, while juggling the ever-changing schedule/needs/charms of my favorite collection–four kids.

Breathe, Be Grateful, Smile, Take your vitamin.   And welcome to my collections of thoughts and things.

Reading it today it still holds true, except for the plant part, I am fairly close now to a certified black thumb.

Thanks to my family & friends, & old garages. Inspiration abounds, and I’m looking forward to year three.

A birthday cake. Kind ofCelebrate, Create, Contemplate. Repeat.

Celebrating @ Creativity Unleashed link party!link party palooza banner

Here’s The Key To . . .

Sorry.  The post title is a wee bit misleading, I’ve got      well,     actually    nothing. Not the key to happiness or wisdom or success. Or even to where those missing socks are. But I do keep trying. With four kids, I am confident in saying choose wood floors wherever possible. However, I do have a collection of vintage keys.

These are the oldest keys in the collection. Collection of KeysIn the duo below, the top key was used to open the front door to my grandparents house. Bent from 100 years of use, or from one really frustrating incident?  The little key on the bottom is just plain cute.

 Antique Skeleton Key, and buddy

A trio of the same style key, yet different weights, lengths and cut/teeth types.Trio of Vintage KeysThese small utilitarian objects spent a majority of time waiting, or in a dark pocket or purse.  Gorgeous detail and patina, and in the just the size of a thumb. Wonder if anyone noticed when it was in use?

Vintage Key Detail It’s always fun to find a unique old key in a junk drawer. I wonder what each key opens? A mystery that fits in your hand.

Skeleton Key Details

Key wards or bits

Here is another set of ‘keys’ I’ve collected. Halfway thought January is an ideal time for me to remember, reflect, and/or readjust.

Everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you’re climbing it.” Andy Rooney

So true. “Life’s a journey not a race” is a phrase I remember hearing first at kindergarten orientation.

It isn’t what you have, or who you are, or where you are, or what you are doing that makes you happy or unhappy. It is what you think about.” Dale Carnegie

I am a Worrier–yes with a capital W.  Re-channel that energy! It doesn’t help the future, past or present. Unless a tree falls on your house, then worry.

Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.” Eskimo Proverb

This I oh-so-believe, for both stars and rainbows. (Yup, I have rose-tinted glasses to balance out the fretting.) Plus it’s such a nice way to remember others, for the kids and for me.

Seize the moment. Remember all those women on the ‘Titanic‘ who waved off the dessert cart.” Erma Bombeck

Carpe diem, and please bring me a chocolate mousse.

The universe is always speaking to us. Sending us little messages, causing coincidences and serendipities, reminding us to stop, to look around, to believe in something else, something more.” Nancy Thayer

Life’s like a movie, write your own ending . . . Kermit the Frog

And that just might be the key.

The Key?

Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.” Buddha

The First Hunt

I always enjoy “Show me what you got” posts. Here’s the haul from my first thrifting escapade of the year. Just a bag full. Nothing earth shatteringly amazing, but still enjoyable after a month off.

The magic words “Half off of everything” rang through the split level just as we arrived.  Much of the house was already emptied, but fueled by a salted caramel mocha, I was ready to try to unearth a treasure.

A windstorm left us without power for almost two days over the holiday break. Our gas fireplace provides heat, we had plenty of candles and after the first evening power was restored to most of the area.  The market, businesses and gas stations were up and running, and traffic not bad (or worse than usual).  Tiny pockets were left without power, including us. Except for dead cell phones and loss the fridge/freezer contents, we were fine.

So it’s no surprise something practical caught my eye first. A collection of phones were in the garage, with the half off sale this Trimline was just .50¢. Worth a chance.Landline and matchesWith the restock of matches, it came to a whopping .65¢.  (The phone worked like a charm later when plugged in. vs. the phone I thought was a landline but had a battery and didn’t work during the power outage .)

Also in the garage was a metal tray from a tool kit. Hmmm, I have a soft spot for industrial things.

Red Metal Tray

Red. Metal.  Possibilities. I left the screws and handtools, and for $1 the tray was mine.

Family game night, with or without candlelight, will be enjoyable with this addition. Rough on the outside, pristine on the inside.Family game night

While not take-your-breath-away-finds, these tins and wooden spool will join other collections.  I’m going put the chalk to use.

Tins, Sucrets, ChalkNothing like a bit of blue on a gray January day.

Blue bowls

Always useful for organizing, or even baking bread.

Always useful

So then there’s this,Apple sheet

What is it? A sheet?  With apples? Why oh why would you buy that? Was there something else in your coffee? Not exactly sure. (I usually avoid most linens. A tablecloth, maybe an apron on occasions. Bedding, never.  Am I out of shopping shape?)

Unusual, no stains, did not appear used. 50¢. Fine, it was great deal, but what will you do with it? Well, I have a high school sophomore who could take it for spunky spin on toga day. Or used it as a drop cloth for the next messy craft project. Maybe cut in to squares used to wrap class valentine goodie bags.   Bleached and folded, it’s ready for at least one use.

A cardboard box full of bags from stores long closed was filled with various items and tucked in a corner. It did have a treasure. A vintage clothespin apron with a quartet of appliqued lambs in an embroidered pasture. Sweet.

Vintage Appliques Clothespin Bag

My resistance was down as I also bought another linen from the box.  This handmade full circle skirt with detailed flower petals and appliqued leaves. Tone on tone top stitching on the (tiny) waistband. Someone invested a lot of time creating this, maybe for a special event or performance, and it was stuffed in a box.   Somehow, I felt sorry for it. Another .50¢. What was in that coffee?

Vintage Full Circle Skirt

It bled like the dickens in multiple Oxyclean baths. Now a light pink, it twirls and swirls on my sophomore, so if the toga idea isn’t a go. . . Or, it will make a fine tree skirt or, well, something. I’ll try.

This first hunt of the year was completed for less than $5, about the same price as that mocha, and a fun afternoon back in the treasure hunting trenches.

Theme of the day? Gotta be “It was just .50¢.”

Vintage Appliques Clothespin Bag

That’s A Wrap

It’s a brand new year. Welcome 2015!

OK, it IS almost the first Monday of the year. I wanted to share a holiday chuckle to wrap up 2014.

For Christmas, I will sometimes add an additional element to gift giving.  Perhaps a scavenger hunt or obstacle course that involves solving puzzles, creating poems, or completing sequences of Fibonacci numbered jumping jacks. A note taped under the dining room table is not unusual.  Or each of our four girls may open a cryptic clue that added together reveals the family gift.

For example, last year our two oldest daughters wanted then same thing for Christmas. Something green–cash. It fits every time and doesn’t leave a wonky gift card balance remaining, but takes a but moment to open, plus it would their ‘big’ present. Hmmm. Like many, my family is up before dawn on Christmas morning. The two teens each opened a small box that told them to search the rest of the house for their present. Our entry, living room  and stairway are two stories tall.  If they had looked up while rushing down to find their stockings hung with care, they might have noticed two mylar balloons floating untethered on the ceiling. Each with a little ribbon wrapped around a small plastic bottle with their name on it, and the cash inside.  And a longer ribbon hanging down, but not easily reachable.  It was an adventure for all of us to follow them. It took a bit to reel in their gifts.

Which brings me to this year. Christmas morning I opened a beautifully wrapped gift. Inside was a bag of Bugles. And. Nothing else. Hmmm.

My family knows that Bugles and a diet Coke are my go-to truck stop snacks about 450 miles into our semi-annual 600 mile trek to Montana. It may happen at 350 miles if the snow is heavy. Or if there’s extended grumpiness from the back seats, I might add a Twix to the mix too. I know, I know, but to date, in car meditation hasn’t worked for me.

Anyhoo. The magic of Christmas has me wondering . . . Bugles? My mind started to snowball possibilities. It must be a clue! It can only mean road trip, right? Where? When? Pet sitter, kid sitter, what to pack? We have good friends in Oregon, it could be there.  Heck, would we need our passports? Canada is just a 200 mile drive, I wouldn’t even need Bugles.   The kids started to get excited too, oh yes what does it mean?  Dad? Dad!

“Um. Well, actually, I know you like Bugles, so I got you some for Christmas.”

The crispy salty treat was a nod to many miles already  logged on the road. With six schedules including 4 kids at 4 schools, it would have been a crazy logistical undertaking to plan a surprise. I looked past the gift instead of at it, what a goofball! Whew, time for coffee and cocoa.

The Bugles will be even more tasty when not crunching in fitful fistfuls on rural highways. Currently in the pantry, but I don’t think they’ll be there for long.

BuglesAnd I think I’ll plan a weekend in Canada for the family in 2015. And that’s a wrap.



Merry Mailed Memories – Vintage Christmas Postcards

So much easier to store than a globe collection is a collection of postcards from the early 20th century.  Here some Christmas cards on display this year. Something different will catch my eye each year, from the colors, the embossing, the postmarks &/or the hand-written messages. The first and last cards are my favorites.

Collection of Vintage Holiday Postcards

1915 Santa Xmas postcardA Merry Christmas from 1915. This is one of the few postcards I have with an image of Santa Claus. The vivid & jolly  illustration is currently tucked into our tree.

These very l-o-n-g stockings were hung by the chimney with care. UndatedStockings were hung by the chimney with care. Card below was sent 12-26-1917, and it’s from Rudolph (!)

1917 Christmas Postcard

 “Dear Brother, Just a line of thanks for the handsome Xmas gift which is just fine. your Brother, Rudolph”

1917 postcard greetingWritten December 26th, a very prompt thank you card.

From 1912, could that be a Figgy Pudding?

1912.  A plethora of pintafores.

 Cards with Christmas greens

December 25th postmark

From the vase of poinsettias, a Dec 25 1909 postmark

The other card with a Santa image is from 1913

1913 Santa Christmas postcard

Detail from above, more of a Father Christmas image?

1913 Santa Detail. Postcard from 1909 with an angel. I adore this font.

1909 Christmas Postcard

The colors on this 105 year old card are so peaceful & clear.  Hope.

1911 Christmas postcard detail

Wow, I Could’ve Had A V-8 in 1958

Last week I helped a friend Christmas shop. The mission was to locate a vintage frog item for an upcoming gift exchange. Chatting and catching up, we shopped merrily away. We saw pigs, dogs, dolls, pigs with wings, but no frogs.  However, I spotted this out of the corner of my eye. I had to take a quick second peek.  Seeing “The Cunninghams” caught my attention initially, as I was also shopping for a Cunningham gift. Vintage graphics are a favorite for them, and I thought this poster might just be ideal.

V-8 Holiday Calendar Inching my way to the wall of the packed booth for a closer look, it said “With Saturday Evening Post Covers”.  Covers, as in plural. Hmmm. Thrifting happy dance–there are additional pages.  While not complete, it IS an enormous holiday countdown calendar. I love advent calendars, even one with a retail vibe. The more, the merrier. Each 3’x2′ page could be a holiday decoration. The minty green border could fit into many Christmas decorating schemes today.

I mulled, and we continued to meander through other booths and stores. Where are the frogs? Could have easily started a scary plastic Santa collection.  Lots of vintage games, ornaments and red rolling pins featured. I lingered over an Ohio Art globe for a moment, or two.  Then I saw the second sign, 25% off today.  After some seasonal deliberations, ho ho ho the calendar was mine.

 Friday, December 19

December 19 V8 calendar

Surprise! The days are the same as 2014. The Post covers are from the early 50’s, the years aligned in 1958, so I’m guessing this is a 1958 store promotional display.

The Saturday Evening Post illustrations each provide a little snapshot in to Christmas past. Filled ashtrays at a party would be now be rare, but the wonder of Santa, and the bustle of Christmas is everlasting. Artwork by Amos Sewell, Benjamin Prins, Norman Rockwell, and more.  I cannot find anything similar in V-8 vegetable juice advertising or through the parent company, Campbell’s Soups. Which makes the find that much more fun.

Each page has a reminders of what a holiday shopping list should include, turkey, ham, fruit cake and cookie ingredients, and wait for it  . . V-8.

Not sure how I’d feel about hot V-8, but a Bloody Mary might be in order to toast this find. December 19 detailA red cardboard holder remains at the top, so it could be displayed on an easel.  As we are easel-free, framing pages and hanging singularly or in a grid would be an option. Big binder clips are the answer for this year.

This is the last page remaining.  Hoping the duck is a present, not dinner!December 20, 1958

Cunningham page has been gifted to the Cunningham’s. And I’m on a quest to give and/or display the rest.  Which reminds me, 4 shopping days until Christmas, I had better make a list for the market because we’re cookie baking tomorrow. Some things never change.  Thanks V-8 for this terrific collection. Merry Merry!