Lace Love

I have ironed a lot of lace in the last two days. I mean tons.

Believe it or not, this is only about half my collection of laces. It was actually quite fun to iron it, because it was like discovering it anew. Some really very precious items in those piles. I'm hoping to photograph some of the special pieces to share with you all.
What am I going to do with it? Good question! Some of it is too beautiful or too scarce to use - I just can't bear the thought of losing it. And I don't mean that just in terms of personal loss; I mean I want it saved for posterity, not cannibalized to add flourish to a cuff or edging to a little quilt. I'll save it, at least for now. As for the rest, there is just way more than I can ever use and I'm losing my taste for saving things. I am truly surrounded by too much stuff and I periodically make a brave attempt to downsize. It's really not good for the soul to have a cluttered life and it is deadly for the creative spirit - at least it is for mine. I need to have some scarcity in order to create, to make something from nothing. If I have an overabundance of the something, then my muse says, Why bother?
The lace will be wonderful for embellishments, but I'd have to be embellishing things for an awfully long time before I could plow through it all. I am pondering what I might make from it on a larger scale. And, maybe I'll put some up for sale on Etsy.