I’ve become a jar person. I love them. Every time we finish the peanut butter and jam, I get so excited! A new jar! I wash it out, let it dry, and find something to fill it with! It’s so simple, but it really makes me smile! Jars of all shapes and sizes to hold random things!
The latest and greatest wildflower bouquet picked by a little girl who loves to create an atmosphere through color!
A jar to start another ivy plant, because you just can’t have too many plants!
And jars to hold prizes when home schooling studies need some extra incentive.
And let’s not forget jars that can bring you back to childhood days of late summer nights, catching all the fireflies you can to fill your glass jar to overflowing. I was recently lost in the magic of being a child again as our family caught fireflies as the sun set over the day. Spotting the glow, running to retrieve it, slipping it into that special jar, it just felt so good and freeing. We eventually let those bugs go, but the magic of childhood days remains until the next time I find myself running through the field to grasp the glow.