Isn't it just so convenient? The National Craft Fair occurs just about the time of my birthday and I get to pick out my presents--something totally unnecessary and beautiful.
The two pots on the right are old family pots. The tall pot in back is my birthday present, which stands two feet tall. Notice what I have perched it upon--just love those roman rocks. The rug is my grandmother's Persian rug worn thin, but the hand weaving is exquisite and still commands attention.
I wish I had taken pictures of the artisan's booth as the work is unusual, done in an old-fashioned style that one sees only in the old pots. He wanted $65, I bargained for $55. Drat, I should've gotten another...oh, well, next year: something to look forward to!