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Caroline presented me this orchid for my birthday, four years ago.

Tiny thing, in a two inch pot.

We put it in one of Jan's little ceramic pots.

Marty Froehlik, an artist friend, made the little dragon fly pot.

The orchid grew and grew, and made more flower spikes every year.

In a while there obviously was no dirt left in the little pot,

so I bought a four inch pot and transplanted the orchid.

We fitted the plastic pot into another of Marty's pots.

The dragonfly pot had a fatal encounter with the cat who must know all.

Mother used to say, it wasn't the fall. It was the sudden stop.

The dragonfly pot became a lot of pieces.

And, the orchid kept on growing, and sending out spikes.

One even grew through the openwork of the pot.

The orchid is growing another new leaf this year.

Now, Marty is not an infamous potter, so I set EBay searching, searching for his pots.

I hoped to replace the dragon fly and find another Marty Froelick pot this size.

In one year I have found two pots.

One is the little purple pot on my windowsill.

And, one is a similar pot, but, smaller than the pot the orchid  occupies.

Today I had to make a last trip to the old house, and the pot on the right was sitting on the old mantle.

No, my sister did not want that pot. She wanted her pot.

So it goes.

The EBay search continues.