The other day, I broke one of my prized Polish Pottery Apple Bakers. I knocked it right off the wall. I just about cried. Besides children, it's really the only thing I collect. I haven't bought one since we lived in Germany and Fred was in Iraq. That was 4 years ago.
Today, I've been looking though hundreds of patterns trying to find one to replace it. This is the pattern...
....but I've yet to find it on an Apple Baker. I did find many, many new patterns and decided to just get something new. This is what I bought for about 3 times what I paid in Bolesławiec....
Looking at all these patterns reminded me of my friends from Germany. I'd see a pattern and think, She has that pattern or We looked all day for that pattern or I remember She bought that one at that store or I bought that one with Her or we were just about to leave when we found that pattern. I remember laughing so much on those trips, having so much fun, spending way to much money, being so exhausted by the end of the trip, closing my eyes that night and all I could see was blue spots....Good times!











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