A small collection of yellow-ware occupies a shelf above our refrigerator.
And behind that hangs a wooden hand-painted tray my mother purchased at a roadside stand near Raton, New Mexico in the middle 1940's.
Nothing displayed is worth much in today's market
Yet, everything you see in this picture holds a precious memory.
Thus:
Pricless
and
Not For Sale.
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