Saturday, October 31, 2015

Object no 3. The Ginger Jar Vase

Decided that this was something I could do without and listed and sold it last week. It only meant something to me, not the others, and I have other vases I use and prefer,  especially for leggy flowers like these tulips. 

Right through my childhood in Dunedin I remember seeing this vase on the mantelpiece filled with flowers or blossom from the garden -  wallflowers, roses and japonica blossom, especially the japonica. There was a prickly hedge of it down the side of the house with salmon pink blossom heralding the coming of Spring.   

My father had been given the jar of ginger by a Chinese man with whom he had dealings through his job at the Inland Revenue. Or so the story goes.  

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