While walking Nikki on Saturday, I saw a bunch of pots at the end of a driveway. On Sunday, they were still there so I stopped for a closer look. There was no sign, but as I was checking them out, a man drove up and parked. He said if I was interested, to help myself. I thanked him, and said I'd need to go get my car. He seemed pretty nonchalant, like he didn't really care one way or another. I took Nikki home and drove back and loaded these in the back of my car.
The blue glazed ones are similar to a couple I already have, and I know they're quite expensive to buy new at Molbak's. The crocks reminded me of the ones Mom and Dad had on the porch in Wasco. They're pretty heavy. The largest one has a crack, but everything else looks in good shape, even if filled with dead leaves, pine needles and cobwebs. It doesn't look like anything was planted directly in these containers; there's no dirt clinging to the sides so they should be pretty easy to clean up.
I had to Google the company labels and see what I could find. Both companies were well known for stoneware. These pieces are too common to be truly collectible, but they're still worth something.