One of the tangled chains of buttons in my mom's button tin.
I have inherited many button boxes in my life but none so mystifying as my mother's. Either in a fit of frustration or a wild urge to tidy up the button tin, she sewed chains of buttons together. True, they are grouped together with mates but once the thread is cut, there is the necessity of re-stringing the many buttons. I am setting them free and will suffer the joy of my own madness hunting through the tin for matches.