I haven't been writing much lately. I've mostly been spending time on the porch, reading and rotting. I'm not mad about it; last summer was jam-packed with wedding preparations, so a quiet summer is a rather nice departure.
Last July, I was running around the valley, procuring the milk glass vases that we needed for the kids' reception. This year, I am enjoying not only those vases, but also the myriad of other milk glass objects that I have thrifted. Who knew collecting milk glass would become an obsession?
When I find a unique piece, I envision how I will incorporate it into my home. Some of my favorite uses are pictured below.
I use a small fan-shaped vase as an eyeglass holder in my bathroom, next to a vase that holds my make-up brushes.
I use a vintage trinket box to store my collagen powder for my morning tea.
And a small compote dish holds a fancy guest soap in the powder room downstairs.
A tiny creamer holds matches for a candle on the coffee table in our living room. There is a striker on the bottom of the creamer, making lighting the matches a breeze. The shallow bowl that the creamer sits in serves as a receptacle for the spent matches.
I also have a vintage milk glass ashtray that holds used matches next to a candle in the kitchen.
A small candy dish keeps my kitchen sponge and soap dispensing brush tidy on the counter.
And, my favorite vase holds a large bouquet of silk hydrangeas on the dining room table.
This is only a small sample of the bigger collection. I also have several lamps, serving pieces, dishes, candlesticks, and cake stands, but I think you get how crazy I've gotten over this stuff. I thank my Daughter-in-Love for awakening this beast, if you want to place blame (I'm looking at you, Hugh). Not only did I get a fantastic bonus daughter, but also a vast collection of paraphernalia that the kids will have to fight over in a few more decades.
It's a win for everyone, really.
