Even as a little girl I remember thinking these flower pots that Aunt Konnie had were so neat but for some reason I never thought to ask about them. Out of the blue while visiting Uncle Jerry and Aunt Konnie, Uncle Jerry told me they were made by his Grandmother and her sister. He said they would hitch up the horses and go down to the river to collect rocks and bring them back to the house and build these beautiful pots. They are unique and one of a kind and had to have taken a lot of hard work and patience to make. I’m glad that they are still there and that they get used. What a wonderful piece of family history for Uncle Jerry!
Very interesting. I love that we all have a need to beautify our surroundings and that these aunties used what was native to their area and make useful and pretty things.
Beautiful heritage.
I wish I had the patience to make some of own! I’d have to travel to Rubio though to get the rocks – we don’t live near a river!