Vintage Table Cloths

In this generation of disposable tablecloths, napkins, cups, and cutlery I am fortunate to have a mother who is a hoarder! Now mind you, I have ridiculed her many times for accumulating clutter, but this day was different. Knowing that I have started to blog, my mother went up in her attic and found her treasured tablecloth collection. By the smell of things I knew these had been her treasures for quite some time. The aroma of the cedar chest was very apparent so we decided to air them out on her line.
As we hung them, my mother shared the history each one had to tell. One had been passed down from her mother. One had been her Grandmother's. One was a wedding gift and some were even purchased with the intent to make little dresses for her grand babies. Many of the linens were stained, but even those had stories to tell. My mother remembered when Uncle Charlie's gravy made a mark, and when Grandpa Kortright's blueberry pie didn't want to leave the scene of the crime.


Some told of vacations taken while others told of a different era. Most were just beautiful everyday linens that had been loved for years.

As I looked at the clothes line, I wondered what my children would find in my attic? Dixie cups and paper plates?
Maybe my mother's hoarding wasn't such a bad thing after all! Thank you mom - I love you!