Soda Fired Face Jug, NC Wild Clay, 0002A Numbered Aunt Vina comes with her story… Every third Friday she came down off of Briar Knob with her pocketbook snapped tight., her shawl smelling faintly of woodsmoke, and her hair standing every which way, like a rooster in a thunderstorm….Complete with her dime store pearls and earbobs.
Soda Fired Face Jug, NC Wild Clay, 0002A Numbered Aunt Vina comes with her story… Every third Friday she came down off of Briar Knob with her pocketbook snapped tight., her shawl smelling faintly of woodsmoke, and her hair standing every which way, like a rooster in a thunderstorm….Complete with her dime store pearls and earbobs.