Buttons...

I really can't help myself.  It doesn't seem to matter where we go I manage to sniff out a button or bead or book or two that I just have to take home with me.


A couple of weeks ago my partner and I had a rare child free day and decided to head to the Barossa Valley... we made a few stops in a few little towns on the way home, one of which was in Lyndoch at a little shop that has been there for years stocked and staffed by a group of local craftspeople.


There are always the obligatory tea towels and hand knitted baby clothes, jars of homemade chutney and jams, and I love picking up a cheap pot of herbs or succulents, and I even ooohed and aaahhhed over some gorgeous hand crafted wooden bowls.  And then just as we were leaving I discovered a tiny basket of handmade ceramic buttons! 

WOOHOO!  Jackpot!


Goodness knows what I might use them for, but I'm sure I'll think of something!