I was preparing to take a relaxing bubble bath in my claw foot tub last night when I saw a wadded up log of newspaper on the floor.
The paper log was actually old newspaper. Old 1949 newspaper.
It was super dusty and fragile, so I didn't undo it, but went ahead and enjoyed my bath, contemplating the sudden arrival of newspaper in the bedroom.
This morning, long after honey had gone to work, I noticed the newspaper had been carefully unrolled and somewhat flattened.
That was when I saw the date on the antique (or is it vintage?) Seattle Times. Sunday, March 27, 1949. Fascinating.
I do love looking at old newspapers, especially the ads. Odd, I realize, but the price comparisons between then and now are amusing and sad. The articles in this bundle also told tales of the times - fashions, comics, businesses, and even child rearing and feeding advice.
This was no ordinary newspaper. It was mystery newspaper that had been recycled to provide padding for an old wood and woven jute chair. We didn't even know it was stuffed. Look at how creative folks were at repurposing way back before the word was even in use.
Now we know more about the chair (it is older than both of us) and the news of the day from several decades ago.
Words are valuable. No matter how old or in what format they are discovered.
What are some words that are valuable to you?
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Wednesday, February 24, 2016
Thursday, February 4, 2016
I Love Hand-Me-Downs
I'm not above totally enjoying digging through a bag of my sister's hand-me-downs to pull out new-to-me favorites.
(That would be a literal hand-me-down, as I am older but much shorter than she.)
I also thrill to the seek-and-find treasures I discover at local thrift shops. In fact, the sweater (Mr. Roger's style cardigan, come in the house-trade the coat for a sweater style) I wear all the time is my best ever purchase from Goodwill.
Seriously. I think my family may be a tad bit exhausted of seeing me wear the same old sweater. Every. Single. Day.
But it is the best sweater! I know I look more granny-like wearing it, but it is comfy, broken in, not too hot, not too cold, but just right.
I've had this sweater for over 5 years, conservative estimate. It appears to be well made and may last for another 15. Score! I think I paid $1.99, maybe $2.99.
My husband and I enjoy keeping clothes long past the expiration date (yes, we are THAT couple). One of our favorite games is counting back to find out who is wearing the oldest outfit.
"I've had this shirt since Chelsie was 3," I said.
"Well, I bought these sweats when we were in England," replies the hubby.
"But I had this dress for Easter when we were in Wapato," I counter.
And on and on goes the battle.
It is our game. And our life. We are not ones for top of the line, current fashion, get rid of the old and buy new all the time. Some of you may be saying, quietly in your heads, "YES, we know! Go get some new clothes!!!" Maybe you are even yelling that, hoping we will hear.
It's OK. We are happy with our little game. I think, at heart, we are children of the depression, though we are not really old enough. We use every little thing until it is beyond use. And then maybe we can still find a use for the scraps that remain.
I'm thinking that's being a good steward of natural resources and God's providence. Recyling, repurposing, reusing.
Besides, it's fun.
I'd love to hear where you find your favorite clothes. Are you a scavenger like me? Let's share tips.
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Friday, August 22, 2014
Recycle a Kitty. Or Two.
I've long had goals of recycling everything I can get my hands on. After all, we live in a world with LIMITED resources. We should do all we can to preserve those resources.
Remember? Reduce, reuse, recycle.
Three key words to remind us how to decrease the amount in landfills and the need for raw materials.
Eons ago, recycling was new. And then I went to Western Washington University. On the West side of the state. Ecology and the environment were (and are) hot topics at Western.
And now, thankfully, ecology and the environment are big everywhere. True, I may go overboard at times, if one asks my family, but so what?
If we all went overboard to reduce our waste, reuse all we could, and recycle everything possible, just think how much we could save! Natural resources, money, landfills, garbage, the environment...
And I LOVE the new refurbishing movement. Let's take the old ugly, and transform it into something tres chic and use it for another 40 or 50 years. Amen, Sistah!
I am so glad to live in a city that has recycling as a part of its waste management plant. Not glass, but let's not open that bottle of worms - for now.
Being good stewards, after all, is a part of God's Big Plan. He gave us this place. We need to take care of it.
Enough preaching.
On the personal level, I've had additional help with recycling. And destruction, but that's another subject.
Meet my new converts. Mabel and Monet, on the job, condensing my recycling box so more can be added.
Way to go, girls!
Let's not fight about it! Let's see if you can get your kitties to recycle.
The gauntlet has been tossed.
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