Not labelled.

Not displayed.

Not mentioned, ever, to anybody.

I asked Deloris Pfaff about it and she laughed and said Margaret used to do that with everything, that there was a whole set of tea towels once with the dates her roses were planted on, and that she had never once in fifty years explained any of it to a living soul.

“She wasn’t leaving you clues, honey,” Deloris said.