May dribbles - 24

My aunt and uncle had such beautiful things: painted plates with glorious rural scenes; statues of horses with delicate wooden carts; pottery gardens; clean-cut glass or painted china vases with exotic images… and an incongruous wooden fork, as long as your back, with carvings of a bear and an ass.

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Anonymous said…
Your aunt and uncle had a lot of things.
May 27, 2011 at 4:49 PM
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