One of the reasons for my indulgence with antiques and collectibles is the stories they possess. How can things tell us about certain eras? How do they end up where they are? Where are the places they have traveled? How many lives have they touched? How can seemingly unrelated things be connected to each other? What life stories do they tell?
These curiosities have sustained my thirst in looking at, touching, and sometimes, collecting them. Here, I've posted photos of a porcelain flower pot and a green stool. These objects do not seem to be related at all. But they connect lives of people who are in turn related to each other. According to the seller, these belonged to her parents. The flower pots, or rather porcelain bowls is one of a lot of 4 we bought off her. All in nice condition; used but still exuding lots of character. The green stool is one of 3 stools hand-made by the seller's father some 70 years ago. He made them when he was 17 years old. The parents' names were William and Nancy Lennie.
Both items have ended up in our house, providing different functions from their intended uses, but nevertheless continue to be loved and cared for.
