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This little pottery bluebird makes me happy.  He sits in a safe place on the buffet and I see him everyday.  He reminds me of a happy memory.

It was August 2009 and I had flown home to the South for a three week visit.  This was a year before my sister Gerry was diagnosed with ALS.  She was still up and about even though her osteoporosis presented challenges.  She still happily presided over her kitchen where she created magic.

One day during my visit, Gerry, my niece Cindy, and I drove over to Merigold, Mississippi.  If you’re reading this post from the South, then you already know where we were headed:  McCarty’s Pottery.  Although, McCarty’s is world famous now.  We had a delicious lunch at their tea room and then browsed the gallery of wonderful pottery.  I would like to have purchased several items but knew I would have to take them back on the plane with me.  My sister bought two adorable little bluebirds – one for Cindy and one for me.  It is one of my treasures.

I decided he looked a little lonely one day and I ordered this handcarved little bluejay by Jim Shore to keep him company.  They make a fine pair.  I fancy the little bluebird is happy too.

For more about McCarty’s Pottery in the Delta of Mississippi, just google it!

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