Well I'm back in Level land and I brought some treasures home with me. The weed patch out the back is full to over flowing with the most beautiful weeds, so I thought my new Mathew Scheiman jug deserved a nice welcoming on my kitchen table. When is a jug a vase? Usually when I own it. I am thrilled with the pot and the beauty it and Mother Nature have given the man cave. Some poor suckers without any imagination would go to their local florist and pay thru the nose for a bouquet of weeds like this.
Wait till I show ya all the pots I brought home from Amerika. Man,