Five On Friday...Old And Blue

It's Friday again so I'm joining Amy at Love Made My Home for Five On Friday and Jann at Share Your Cup Thursday. I've chosen old and blue for my theme today.

One, this old blue mason jar has been in my stash for quite a while. So long that I don't even remember when I got it, but I'm sure it came from a garage sale some time in the 80's.  

The front says it was patented on Nov 30th in the 1800's. It's a little rough for wear on the top and a little cloudy, but a favorite none the less.

Two, this vintage blue strainer with perfectly chipped sides and bottom. I love its old skinny handles and all the holes in the bottom and sides. The blue vintage color is just about perfect to me. Have you noticed the ones they make these days have very few holes and do a poor job of draining?

Three, this old vintage blue-gray galvanized metal bin with blue faux flowers on the shelf. I don't know how old the galvanized metal bin is, but the faux flower arrangement in the bin is one I bought at Costco in 1991 or 1992. Yeah, that's 24 years ago and they've lasted a lot longer than any real ones I tried to grow.

Four, there's lots of blue in this old vintage family quilt from Wild Bill's side of the family. My mother-in-law is 90 now and she was a young girl when this one was made.

Five, these old vintage pillow shams I bought at a flea market meet down in McKinney several years ago. The shams were faded when I bought them, but I loved the material and the color too. I could've bought the quilt that matched them for just $10, but I wasn't smart enough to realize I could use all that material to make pillows or trim draperies and such. 

Well, that's my five! I've been searching the house for all things blue to put together a blue and white bedroom for the first time in many years. 

I wrote a while back about how, during the late 80's, I painted the whole house blue in a pre-divorce life and have shunned blue since then. I didn't realize how depressed I was (I even painted the kitchen blue) until a car crash in 1991 woke me up to the fact that you can't stay in a bad marriage for everyone else, you have to live for yourself -- no matter what.

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