A couple of weeks ago, we were in one of our favorites, when Sis spotted this old old crocheted piece in the back of a drawer:

She held it up to me and we both fell in love with it.

She asked the lady how much it was, and the lady tossed her wrist and went,

‘Oh, phfft, it’s free…. it’s  worthless….. there’s a hole in the middle!’

Sis and I looked at each other in amazement and had to stiffle guffaws of delight and amazement.

Afterwards, I thought that this is another perfect example of how the way we interpret things colors the world!

The shop lady (bless her heart) saw it as a ruined old doily that some idiot had cut the center out of, rendering it worthless.

But Sis and I saw it as a gorgeous crocheted collar that was intriguing and deserving of  study and re-fashioning into some smashing wonderful-ness.

I hadn’t even seen the possibility of it being a table runner! So interesting!

I am looking forward to analysing the filet crochet pattern of this collar  and seeing how those perfect corners were worked.

Once again…. trash to treasure! yay!

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