What a bunch of crocks

Sometimes, I'm just so witty that I can't stand myself!

This post is about, naturally, some of my crocks. I've picked them up over the years from the farm, and from Grandma B's house. I've always liked crocks and use them all over the house. In fact, in loading these pictures, I realized I left three out! The one above, we use to store our fire starting "stuff" beside the fireplace. I think I need a bigger crock here to hide the "stuff" better, but so far, I've refrained from buying any crocks...so far.

This one sits above the cabinets.

Another one...yes, I like sunflowers. Most of my crocks are 1 or 2 gallon crocks. I imagine most were used for making pickles. Mom says that Grandma W. had a fantastic pickle recipe where she set the pickles out in the sun in a crock. I imagine that recipe disappeared with Grandma.

This one is my biggest crock and I've always loved these artificial blue wildflowers. They go together!

The butter churn is technically a crock, but it's cracked and doesn't hold water. It was one of the treasures we rescued from the trailer house. The lid and the dasher were also out there, but were in different rooms. Someday, I really hope to buy a new butter churn simply because well, this one will eventually fall apart. The arrows beside this crock are simply there because I keep forgetting to put them away. They've only sat there since October... It's that camo pattern on them, makes them blend right in to the cabinet, carpet and the crock.

That's my story, and I'm sticking to it!