Day 311
Polish Pottery
for Candy
I
reckon people can find anything to
collect. Sure enough!
I
once had a very nice gun collection. The year our grandson, Z. Tyler was born
found me in my fortieth year; I made a momentous decision with regard to
material things that very year.
I
did not want to own anything; sold
the guns, RCBS reloading equipment, a Vers-a-Mec shot shell reloader, golf
clubs (Hardly? Thrown!?), all I had save some shabby, old comfortable clothes
and worn out cowboy boots.
We
lived on the farm then, finally sold it, too; only after adding a 72-acre
contiguous parcel and an 80-acre farm I had tried, and failed, to purchase ten
years earlier.
With
all that “material” conclusion about “not owning anything”, and, then buying
another 153-acres in the next year, we sold it all and picked up and moved to
Oregon! Wow!
I
reckon I confess to a “distaste” for the material of life; if somebody, somewhere finds “value” in a material treasure---I
miss the attraction…I’m too busy living to spend time collecting. Now, for
those I love, I insist on some “pretties” for them to dote over and cherish.
Lady
Candice has some fine “material” holdings and I am all for it, and,
responsible, too.
Our
girls and grandchildren do not escape my “Santa Claus”-fixation, either.
But---for me?...Nah! I find my life-pleasure of treasure-measure in---Giving…got more than I need; way more
than I want. Of course, they insist
on giving me things, and I sincerely appreciate the effort.
I
am satiated with life’s myriad blessings; I am not “satisfied” enough to---quit…not, yet!
I
do love horses and when I get another ranch---Well!?...”50” seems to be about
the right number! Yee! Haa!
We
have a house chock-full of antiques, some “family” pieces and several curved glass cabinets filled with "Depression"-glass. Lady Candice enjoys
some fine jewelry pieces, too. Our home is elegant and filled with---Love! My Lady exudes…Class!
Our
latest “gathering”-endeavors involve a little treat name of: Polish-pottery.
We
found a little shop on one of our many day trips to old St. Charles, MO front
street.
Colorful
fired pottery designed, thrown and glazed in Poland and imported into the
U.S.A.
In
a few years we have managed to collect quite few very nice pieces for Miss
Candy’s view.
I
truly enjoy seeing the pieces tastefully displayed around the house, but they
belong to her.
Hmm!
An anniversary is coming and Christmas and---well…just any old day for having fun!
Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “Polish-pottery” Memories!
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