An unexpected heirloom: the hidden value of a humble flowerpot

What stopped it was a memory.

The pot had belonged to a grandmother who believed deeply in growing things — plants, relationships, traditions. She used it every spring, her hands steady and familiar as she pressed soil into place. Over time, it became a quiet witness to family gatherings, laughter on warm evenings, and conversations that drifted across generations.

Only later did the family discover that the flowerpot had been handmade decades earlier by a local artisan, part of a small pottery run that no longer exists. Similar pieces, it turned out, had become quietly collectible. But its financial value, while surprising, felt secondary.