First let me introduce you to my favourite brooch:
There he is (yes, for some reason the little butterfly is a he). I bought him while I was working at Ragpickers in university. I love butterflies (if you couldn't tell already from my blog name) and I was instantly enamoured by his diminutive size and intricate metalwork details. I have no clue from what era he hailed from, but it didn't matter. I loved him anyway.
Here he is hanging out among the flowers:
He always seemed to round out any collection of brooches on my lapel. He was a good bug.
Well…I lost him.
Last year while we were on the Munsch Tour. He was pinned to one of my cardigans and disappeared one day in some school somewhere in Winnipeg.
I held it together all day after I found out he'd gone missing. When I got home I wept. Such a silly thing to cry over a lost brooch, but I was devastated that he was gone. That I had done him wrong and lost him - my favourite. That's not how we treat the things we love.
That was almost a year ago now. And maybe just like buying a puppy after your trusted old hound passes away, I was finally ready for a new butterfly. It occurred to me last week that I might find a similar brooch for sale online. And boy was I right.
Today my new little buddy was shipped out from California - I'm so excited! Here he is:
Very similar. And naturally, I have made a vow to safeguard him better than his predecessor. Wish me luck!
If you like this brooch I have many more styles saved on my Favourites list on Etsy. Check them out!