Blue Ball Jars

 I got a package in the mail recently. It was these:

Blue Ball Mason jars, replicas of ones made 100 years ago:

I don't can or preserve food, but ohhhh, I love that blue color:

These babies may never hold food in them, and that's okay:

They are gorgeous all by themselves:

Come winter, they may hold candles for a snowy winter-scape on my hutch:

Or I may just put them out, as is, to admire how the afternoon sun lights them up as it slants through the windows:

It hardly matters.

What's important is, they make me happy.