I bid on this beautiful ironstone pitcher at an auction
last week. It's a nice one... no brown discoloration
or crazing. And surprisingly, no chips.....especially since
it was made around 1850!
Apparently, it originally belonged to Grandma Borland!
My imagination always runs wild when I see these little
masking tape tags. I can almost see Grandma as a young mom
bringing this pitcher to the breakfast table, probably full of fresh milk
straight from the cows. And I always wonder why it was
passed down several generations and then not wanted any longer!