We spotted this adorable little pitcher while junkin' one day.
We fell immediately in love with its beautiful array of orchids.
Then we noticed the print on the back.
Compliments of
J.H. Colescott,
Then we googled this information on the web....
and found this poem:
A Little Town
I like to live in a little town,
Where the trees meet over the street.
You wave your hand and say "Hello",
To everyone that you meet.
I like to stop for a minute
Outside of a grocery store.
Where the trees meet over the street.
You wave your hand and say "Hello",
To everyone that you meet.
I like to stop for a minute
Outside of a grocery store.
And hear the kindly gossip
Of the folks moving in next door.
For life IS interwoven
Of the folks moving in next door.
For life IS interwoven
With friends you learn to know.
And feel their joys and sorrows
As they come and go.
So I'm glad to live in a little town.
And care no more to roam.
For every house in a little town.
Is more than a house.
It's a home.
And feel their joys and sorrows
As they come and go.
So I'm glad to live in a little town.
And care no more to roam.
For every house in a little town.
Is more than a house.
It's a home.
Compliments of
WELDON
STATE BANK
STATE BANK
Then we fell in love with small town U.S.A. all over again!
Groceries & Queensware,
Weldon, Ill.
Wow!
Imagine such a lovely gift from your grocery store today!
Your little pitcher is lovely. You're so right....too bad we don't receive pretty complimentary gifts like that today.
ReplyDeleteIt would have been fun to live in such a time...minus the no air conditioners ;)
ReplyDeleteOh, wow. Those were the days! What a beautiful little pitcher.
ReplyDeleteHugs,
Donna