My little Mama loves butter cookies and the Piroutte cookies that come in all of the various tin cans. Well, she is also a child of the depression, and I also harp on her about recycling, and that is difficult for her because she lives in a little town....population 88. Soooo, she saves all of these tins and presents them to me when I visit.......she just knows I can do "something" with them.
Because she has such faith in my ability, I just can't toss them in the recycle bin.....I simply can't.
This is the last "lot" I received from her.......gave them all the same look with the little handpainted roses.
Guess it makes me think of Spring!