If there is a corner on the market on cuteness, it may belong to baby planters. Frequently at the thrift stores, I have become more discerning; after finding a few absolutely adorable ones in the beginning of my addiction. Yes, I said it, addiction. There's something in the paint! You pick one up and others find their way to you. Filling them isn't a job for plants, they are really a great spot for a tatted hankie. Who would donate 50 hours (or more!) of tatted work to the thrift store!? Thank you (someone else's) Grama for making this adorable tatted treasure to last for 50 years.
This one looks like a boy but...hmm, pink booties? Well, they're old planters, maybe it wasn't crucial in the 1950's that baby boys were blue. One more you say? OK, a winker for last. He looks like one of the Campbell Kids, or Dolly Dingle. Tell me a story about your planters.