family for many years.
I use it often and every time that I do,
I think of my Father carefully and
lovingly washing it after
the flowers that had faded away
I can see him at the sink with his
hand down inside its narrow length.
Washing it oh so carefully so all the
spots of residue were gone
and no quick moves were made that
might break it.
Now I wash it with the same care.
And here it is for you to see.
It is about 14" tall and has such lovely
colors that play over its surface.
on the wall
is another memory of