What the hell is this… found in my grandmother’s crockery cupboard 🧐🕰️ At first, I thought they were strange plastic bars, maybe cocktail accessories 🍹 or pieces of an old Christmas tree ornament 🎄. But no: they were glass, light, fragile, and obviously made with care ❤️. Thin lines, translucent colors—orange, yellow, green… Different shades, but all shaped the same way: thin, with a little “bun:g” next to them. I held them in my hand, wondering: what could they be used ..⤵️
I never expected that cleaning out my grandmother’s closet would feel like stepping into a forgotten century. I thought the task would be simple—sort the clothing into donation piles, fold the sweaters that still smelled faintly of lavender, and tuck away the scarves she had knitted during winters that felt much colder than the ones…
