Memories are made of this.

Last week the boot sale season down here got into full swing and I was out scouring the tables for possible hidden treasures. So far the pickings have been kind of slim, if I had a small child though it would not be short of clothes and toys! But in a field full of disappointments I did come across these two little boxes of someone's treasured memories. The lady I bought it off did not know who they belonged to which makes them all the more poignant.
The first box was packed tight with little wedding cards, sent out to friends and guests with the piece of cake. The earliest one is dated 1919 and they span the years to the 1950s. All have the names of the bride and groom and where they were married and the date. I can only assume the collector either went to a LOT of weddings or was given them by friends, but they kept them all those years. They are beautiful little things, all celebrating love and the start of I hope of many happy lives together.
I did not even bother to look through the other box, leaving it till I got home. When I opened it I found little wax flowers on top of other small decorations from different wedding cakes and at the bottom of the box even a tiny amount of confetti all I am sure memories of happy days and dear friends and relatives, I can imagine her (I can only think its a woman who collected these) stooping down as the happy couple passed by and scooping up a few bits of coloured paper, slipping them into her purse and storing them away later, capturing that little moment to be looked back on with joy from time to time.

But the best and most charming items in the box are these gorgeous little silver paper shoes, they are only around a couple of inches long and oh so delicate. I wonder how long it has been since the boxes where opened and looked through, maybe I am the first since the owner tucked them away for them to then end up in a big box full of anonymous stuff at an auction years later. I am so pleased I paid that couple of pounds on the off chance, it would have been so sad for these to end up in the bin, which is what the lady selling them was going to do with them if she didnt get rid of them. All I can say is Lucky Me!