I love the patina of old copper, the greenish tint it gets when it is left to age naturally; and silver, that black color that former generations would have cleaned immediately. But, not me! I love patina!! I am fortunate to have a few pieces that belonged to my mother in law, that have aged to perfection. Look at these pieces, so beautiful! The coppery glow in the center surrounded by the darker color. To me, these are lovely pieces. They've been used, cleaned, kept and used again. Such beauty in the designs on the handles, so intricate and elegant. The same is true in our human lives. As we age, our patina changes, just like that of old metals. Our hair turns silver, our skin develops wrinkles and laugh lines, and isn't as supple, but I read some where that gray hair is a woman's patina. So I am embracing it! I grew tired of paying enormous amounts to have my hair bleached and fried, (nothing wrong with it)...
Thrifting, Thought for the Day 2010-2018