The thrill of the hunt

My favorite antique store had a Spring Open House and I brought home this bag of buttons.
It was only $1 and I looked forward to getting it home, to see if it held any treasures.
Am I the only one who does that?  It's the thrill of the hunt.
There were some teeny, tiny shell buttons tied together on a string (above, lower left.)
They were a few of just a handful of shell buttons...
among lots and lots of metal ones.
The ones above with shiny metal that peeks through the fancy filigreed front are called "twinkles".
Even though most of the buttons in the bag were rather plain, I still love them -- especially the little clusters tied together.
I even found beauty in these wooden buttons with a plasticized cover, painted gold, that have begun to crack and disintegrate.
This pretty silver-y button wasn't metal, but...
black glass.
It was a satisfying quest!
It usually is.


Some nice surprises in this lot!
I'm liking the silver embossed styles best!
Kathy said…
Oh, the joy of treasure hunting through a button poke sack!!
Buttonchief7 said…
Thanks for the name twinkles. Didn't know what they were called. Great treasures you found there.
Of course you're not the only one that does that! LOL!! Ooooh, beautiful black glass button!!!
Peace said…
I picked up a quart jar of buttons recently that was full (besides buttons) of what I thought was red dirt - you know here in CO that's possible! After some washing weirdness I discovered it was cinnamon! (Which by the way is repelled by water and tends to stick for dear life to anything else.) :OD Still worth it!