My Grandmother was a seamstress, and spent her life stitching, even when her fingers became gnarled with arthritis. As a child, I used to love rummaging in her sewing box for snippets of lace and ribbon which she would sew onto the little dresses she made for my dollies. Sometimes, when she was mending, she would ask me to count out some shirt buttons from the button tin - but I would always be distracted by the odd pretty button. A mother of pearl button was a real find, and I would lose myself in it's ethereal shimmery colours, until I was called back to the more mundane task at hand. When I discovered this mother of pearl Button in my challenge pack, I was overcome with memories, transporting me back to those precious carefree days.