My parents have art and collectables in their home... some on the walls and some on tables and benches...
Most of it is personal and it is always nice to hear the stories. This goregous bowl was thrown by a friend of Dad's when he was a young man. Apparently she had it in a throw-out bin and Dad asked if he could keep it. Glad he did.
And thses tennis raquets... well, I think that Mum and Dad were still using these when we were kids. We used to sneak onto the courts at the local high school and have a hit as a family on a Saturday afternoon. I think that my mum could still beat me...
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