When I was a little girl, I loved spending time with my great grandfather John in his cute little house in Tulare, CA. I remember many things about him and was fortunate to enjoy a considerable amount of time with him while I was growing up. Spending time with my elders is not something that I have taken for granted. As a man who stood at 6 feet 3 inches tall, he seemed to be a giant and his booming voice shared legends that did not disappoint. Grandpa John alway had a good hat, which might has influenced me a bit (my collection is now at about 25) and he always carried a hanky which was probably commonplace at the time. To a snotty teenager, it seemed weird and even a little gross to carry around boogers. I remember watching him blow his large nose and place the handkerchief back in his pocket in what seemed slow-motion and couldn't believe it as we used paper goods to blow our boogers. Grandpa John was a true example of slow living and when I came along he was in his 70's so it was reallllll slow. Creating less waste and spending less money was the way he lived and his tomato garden, fresh eggs, home-grown peaches and the bartering system that he had established with local farmers exemplified the simple, slow life that so many of us desire. Now, as an adult who is constantly refining the way that I live and how much waste I am leaving behind, using a handkerchief makes sense and carrying around boogers isn't that big of a deal. Okay, I am also definitely desensitized to any gross factors surrounding boogers because let's face is, after having a baby you are exposed to an alarming amount of bodily fluids. Back to handkerchiefs and how this came up. I had the worst cold last week and was unable to breath. Naturally, as I felt sorry for myself, I got lazy and used toilet paper to blow my nose. This week while emptying our can, I felt pretty wasteful especially since we have several bandanas around the house. I thought I would make a list of some cute options that I have found because I like to hang them outside my pocket (thanks to my husband's influence) and I also like having them on-hand to wipe Wally's filthy little adorable face. My grandpa John would be so proud.
I recommend picking up old bandanas on ebay or at a flea market but if you're in the market for something brand new, here are some of my favorites