I really love to iron. I know a lot of women consider it a task to be avoided whenever possible, but I actually love to do it. Mostly only when I'm ironing cotton, though. Anything else is not nearly as much fun. I guess it's because I LOVE starch. I love the way it smells. I love how the heat of the iron smooths down the cotton and makes it crisp and shiny. I love how starch and an iron take a wrinkly piece of fabric and turn it into a thing of beauty.
This is my iron. And my starch.
I was ironing because I have so many wonderful vintage linens, and until now, I didn't really have a way to display them unless I was using them on my kitchen hutch (more about THAT another day, too!) Then I found this wonderful old quilt holder, on Etsy.
Well, that's it for today. I hope you'll stroll down the cottage path again another day and join me.