My extended family on Grammie's side are a bunch of collectors. Usually vintage folk art things-nothing new or QVC-ish. So,I come by it naturally and get beautiful gifts from them-lucky me.
Like, my prized scissor collection. Almost all given to me over the years by my Uncle Lenny-a semi-professional junk hound-thrift store guru. They are hanging from a wood board that I wrapped in velvet on tiny brass brads I hammered in-so I can hang them and use them easily.I started collecting years ago, and Uncle Lenny would mail me these in Eugene and Seattle. They would be tied to a gift, or later in Portland, left randomly in my mailbox with no note.
Henckles egg top cutter, with a chicken! Wiss scallops dress shears and pinking shears, little scissors form an old Catholic school classroom, and a lot of tiny embroidery scissors and a button hole cutter. A pair from an old barber-they are all sharp as hell.
and Clauss rose trimmers-see the rosebuds under the loops. I love using really sharp scissors-it feels so good to cut with them (I mean this in an un-creepy "I'm not a killer" way) Thanks Uncle Lenny and my crazy collecting family!
