My parents came to visit this past weekend. Among the things that my mother brought (she rarely comes empty-handed, much to Steve's chagrin) was this wall-mounted thread organizer and her collection of thread. What a wonderful gift for a new sewer, no?
The wooden shelves were originally a Rit Dye store display and she purchased it many years ago when a small business in our hometown was closing. When I was young, my mom had a small sewing room off the bathroom and I remember this hanging on the wall there, filled with thread; probably these very same spools of thread (mom doesn't really sew much). Now it hangs in my sewing room. I like that.