Mom and Don used to collect pottery. One of their many hobbies (obsessions). We have pottery on every shelf and boxes full tucked away. A project for another day.
I didn’t fall far from the tree. When I moved I thinned out my collection (and increased those of some friends). I still have lots. And I started to make it too and hang out with potters. Hobbies like this tend to take on a life of their own.
All this to say that most of the food I eat and serve is from pottery.
Breakfast today is in a bowl made by Anne. We have a lot of her stuff, mostly purchased many years ago in Wilno. I wonder if she’s still around.
A bit of a luxurious morning. I don’t have to leave for work until after 9. Breakfast potatoes on the deck with the dog and some birds. Much better than my old life.
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