New Life for Old Stuff
Before we moved to our current home, we were renting a beautiful old house full of original woodwork and orange shag carpet. It had little closets in every little corner, and all the beautiful old doors had their original doorknobs. Tucked up on top of a shelf in the kitchen was a beautiful old skeleton key that opened all those old doors. I love that we own our home, but I really miss that house. We moved four years ago and ever since I’ve been on the lookout for great old skeleton keys.
While I was in Texas a few weeks ago I found them. Skads of them. I spent the better part of an hour happily digging through the pile looking for “the one’s.” I finished this project a few days ago and I love it. It’s currently hanging up next to my front door. (I should point out that this frame has been hanging up next to my front door for months. I found it at the thrift store and it’s been hanging there, unpainted and empty, for a long time.) I covered a piece of heavy chipboard with batting and stretched a scrap of fabric around it, then hot glued it together in the back. Then I stitched the keys on with a little bit of invisible quilting thread. That way if I change my mind about them I can just snip the threads and use the keys somewhere else. But I don’t see that happening anytime soon. It took long enough for this project to get done. And I certainly don’t need any new projects at the moment. I’m going to try and finish up a few more Christmas presents this week. Four more to be precise.
Love this! Love this! Love this!
I bet your house is beautiful!
I love this! You are amazing.
Pink,
I love this! You are 12 kinds of awesome and have a really great eye! Love the pears too ;).
xo -El
That’s fantastic!
Great idea!
I am slightly disturbed by “Spinach” and his profile picture. Are you friends with a wrestler?
I love this. I think you should stick some little hooks on the bottom and use it to hang your real keys on. Cory is CONSTANTLY losing his, it drives me crazy!
so cute! and i love all of your pears!
NOW you MUST come to visit me. I have those keys. In every closet door of my house. And some bedrooms. And some windows. They’re everywheres!
I miss you 😦 I’m not coming to you this Christmas. We will have to wait until June…late June. There will be no snow, but at least there will be swimming. And more swimming.
PS. I would bring you a key, but then my closets and windows would not work.