I am the “tin girl”. I do have a heart, but I will never have enough antique tins. Not just any tins, they have to be ones that call to me. They catch my eye and whisper softly “I have a history….if only I could share”. So the lucky select ones that I know came from some place special in their past get to come home with me.
I found these two last night at an antique store near the place my daughter has her voice lessons. I took my mother, son and his friend along as they all wanted to visit this shop. We spent and hour there, went and picked up my daughter from voice and returned to spend another hour browsing. I love that my kids can appreciate antiques and love to look at the old items and ask questions or read about them. We all left with a little something.
These two tins will now find a resting place in my home. Here are a few more from my collections which are scattered throughout our home.
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