This advent calendar called my name until it came home with me. It pairs well with a redware plate made by an old neighbor, Steve Nutt. It dates at least sometime in the late 80’s. (I have a cat on my lap; I am unable to look at the year). I can’t say I saw him throw this particular plate, but I can still see the sunlight and shadow of his pottery shed.
And all of the cards that arrive day after day, bringing memories and merry thoughts…..
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