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my mother’s bowls
Love these bowls. They were my mother’s.  I remember sitting on the counter as a little girl and helping her make wonderful things in these bowls. I remember licking these bowls until they were clean.  I can’t believe they are mine now. I get them out when ever I can.  Even if it is because the light on the counter is perfect and I want them to bask in it.  

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Susan says:

    I might need to steal your photos for my site. They are exquisite! 🙂

  2. Dani says:

    i can't wait until i'm a mommy and use your bowls with my kids. ❤

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