This is what I found at that marvelous antiques store I showed you yesterday. Not the flowers, silly, the pot!This is a McCoy jardinière in my favorite translucent bluey-green glaze. And unlike most of the items in the shop, it was underpriced. I wasted no time.
I'm dreaming of a wide sunny windowsill in our next house, and how it will be populated with begonia-filled McCoy planters. Dreaming, dreaming.
Time was, people would ask me if I collected anything, and I'd say, "Yes. Everything." Now I have just one thing I collect, and it's McCoy pottery, preferably in my favorite translucent bluey-green glaze.
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3 comments:
It is very, very pretty. I collect lots of things, I can't stop!
Collecting is, in itself, an addiction I think. Not a bad one, either!
It's totally addicting, But as long as you aren't nearing a status that makes you a candidate for "Hoarders" then it's okay, right?
I love your new McCoy "planter." (Cause I can't spell the fancy word)
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