thirteen | jars

I have a *thing* for jars. I can't throw one out. It must be washed and placed on the window sill to gather dust until its as-yet-to-be-determined use is determined. I blame my mum... I always remember the cupboards in our back room being full of jars of all shapes and sizes. It is an environmentally friendly habit though, and they do come in useful...

And the King of jars? These babies, which arrived in the post the other day.

I'm in love!