Here are a few childhood treasures I’ve happened upon as I am cleaning out my spaces.  These odd little bits and pieces bring back floods of memories of things I loved when I was a little girl.

This little burro named Pedro was my favorite friend.  I tucked him under my arm and carried him with me.  I loved fingering his soft velvety ears and hoofs and the hair of his mane.  I remember the feel of his button eyes on my little fingers, and Pedro’s little tail.  He was magnificent to me, a constant companion.

Here is another of my favorite things to play with–felt pieces and scraps.  Funny Felts were cut pieces you could arrange on a flannel board to make pictures of things.  I played with these felt pieces for hours and hours.  As I got older, I added to my felt collection and I started making things from felt–Christmas ornaments, an art piece of a tree covered with small felt flowers, and even some book marks (my own design–crocodiles and mittens).

This was my beloved sewing box where I kept my little projects.

Here are some of the treasures I found today, still in my sewing box.

When I look back now on what made me so very happy then, I see it was a very different world than we live in today.  We made things and we played without screens or movies or TV.  We made our own fun.  I’m grateful I grew up in that world.