Next I decided to check on my own booth in Millington.
It's just not possible to hang on to everything. I like this bowl and pitcher because there's a memory connected to it, but it just doesn't look right in my home. One year my dad and I shopped together to find something for my mother's birthday. We chose the bowl and pitcher for her, and she happily displayed it for years on a small antique table in the bedroom.
This portrait hangs in another vendor's booth. I look for the lady in red every time I go by. One day she won't be there, and I will miss her.