One of my collections is chickens. I
guess you could say it is a family collection… these dishes were part of my
grandmother’s everyday set. It’s called “Poppycock”.
And my mom had a similar pattern “Red Rooster”. The pitcher to the right belonged to my
great-grandmother and the little pottery chicken also belonged to my mom.
There are little bitty chickens…
Patriotic chickens…
Nesting hens…
And even funky chickens!
These all were gifts from Best Friend and ‘The Pirates’.
Himself would bring these beautiful eggs back from his
travels to the Middle East.
One year Mom bought this folk art piece as a birthday
present for me.
When I travel, I always get some sort of chicken during my
trip. This painting is from Ethiopia and
is painted on cured goat skin.
This piece of ‘art’ is the result of dear hubby’s joke on
me. When we were in Bosnia, I came back
to the US before he did. My last day I
realized I hadn’t bought my chicken. He
told me that he had gotten one for me and it was already packed in my
suitcase. When I got home, I found a
package of chicken noodle soup! (Very
good chicken noodle soup!)
Uh-huh… Not about to
let him get the last laugh, I very carefully opened and emptied (and ate) that
soup, then headed over to Hobby Lobby to have the package framed! It hangs in my kitchen. LOL
But most of my ‘travel chickens’ are like these little
figurines. Small and easy to bring
back. These chickens are from all over
the world.
Back row: dish from Hungary, yellow rooster from Chinatown
in NYC, pottery rooster and gilded rooster are both from Mexico (different
trips), and the rubber chicken is a toy from Russia.
Front row: blown
glass from Hungary, the black hen is made of coal from North Dakota, the girl
with a chicken is also from Hungary, the bright little rooster is a whistle
from Nicaragua and behind him is a carved wood rooster from Kenya. The purple hen is Navajo art. And the attitudey white chicken is a gift
from my Mom – it makes me laugh!
This is my latest chicken… a piece of pottery from Uig
Pottery at Uig, Isle of Skye, Scotland. It is a salt cellar.
And this is Omar the duck.
He is an honorary chicken. When
Best Friend and I were part of a medical mission trip to Mexico, our job was to
work in the children’s area (BF was in charge of that team). One little guy (Omar) took a liking to us,
and he would be with either one or the other all day long… every day.
One the last day we were there, he came with his mama and
she gave a gift in a small bag to Best Friend and me. She thanked us for caring about her son and
being kind to him. In each of our bags
was one of these ducks... from a salt and pepper set.
She gave her best out of her poverty to us and I treasure
that little duck more than if he were made from gold.
Your collection is great.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed your posts and your chickens.
Besos from Argentina!
Silvina