Like many other bloggers, I love planters. Why I do not know. Plants do not like me. They perish at the very sight of me. Perhaps I love planters because I have a dream that one day, I too will be able to experience the joy of watching a seedling push its little head up from the the planter's dirt and NOT scream, "OH MY GOD! It's HER!" and immediately shrivel up and die. In the meantime, I shall collect vintage planters and pile them in the shed. Here are some of my recent acquisitions:
Anything with a drip glaze catches my eye--added plus is the basket-y look.
The baby is huge and heavy. I'm pretty sure you could drop it on the floor and it would put a pretty good size crack in the concrete and stay intact!
I saw this one in a McCoy book--the one in the book is green. I like the smooth whiteness.
Marked Brush USA. The design is mesmerizing.