Hi everyone! Not too long ago, I wrote about spending an afternoon in Ballston Spa (NY). On that day my sweet husband and I visited the National Bottle Museum, and I said I’d write a post about it later. Well, “later” is today.
I grew up digging bottles with my father in the country-side near our home in upstate New York and near his childhood home in the Adirondacks. We would look for old foundations and then scout the land for a likely dumping spot. Where would the family likely throw their trash? That’s where we’d start digging. Oh the treasures we found! Bottles, dishes, metal bits and bobs–all kinds of good junk.
My father has stopped into The National Bottle Museum, but I never had. This “national” museum fits into a two story brownstone right on the main drag through Ballston Spa (Route 50). If you’re a bottle lover, as I am, then you will surely enjoy this collection.
I’ve written about molded and blown molded glass before but had never seen the actual machinery. Now I have a picture in my head of the process.
I guess glass blowers share similarities with trumpet players–their cheeks bulge quite a bit more than than the average persons(!).
Old seltzer bottles can add some real interest and pop to home decor. I’ve only ever owned one–a clear one. The colored seltzers are fabulous.
Any town or city with a mineral spring is likely to have bottled and sold the water at some point. Nearby Saratoga Springs was no exception. My father collects these wonderful, chunky bottles with the distinctive lip.
Almost looks like this shot came directly out of Country Living magazine. All the beautiful apothecaries lined up in a row.
Some more demi-johns. Yes, I’d like to own one someday. Maybe next week-end I’ll find one when I’m out treasure hunting…
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