Much as when my husband used to smoke pipes, when it was a ritual of choosing the evening's pipe, and type of tobacco, packing the pipe, getting it alight, and settling with it to contemplate the sunset or the fire. A practice of meditation of sorts. With my tea it's the ritual of choosing pot and cup and type of tea, and putting the tray together, as much as the drinking and nibbling.
Well, I don't *think* there's lead in the glaze, or anything. I'd be dead long ago, if so.
Actually, I found the pot first, at a horrifically jumbled and cluttered junk barn.* And then I found the china there, too. I bought the cup and saucer, and then went home and researched the china and found out how much replacement pieces sold for. I went back, but all the rest of the china was gone! I picked up the covered sugar and creamer on ebay, but they're nearly the size of the pot and I don't use them often. I've been sort of desultorily looking for the mini creamer and open sugar in this pattern, but lord knows I have more than enough sugar bowls and cream jugs as it is. I did pick up another cup and saucer, two bread plates, and two luncheon plates, though. Enough for breakfast for two.
I love the daisies--and the green!
*It's gone now, urban renewal. But I found a pair of Victorian pressback chairs, the boys' double dresser, untold bits of china, a couple of antique iron trivets, my brass mortar and pestle, some antique books, a Victorian mirror with shelves, and lots of other things there. You just had to dig for them!
No, you wouldn't die from it but there was something about the firing of the glaze that was toxic and they don't want it used anymore. I know all the great ephraim vaises (not sure of the spelling there), lovely arts and crafts vases with lilly's and soaring necks and gracious spouts were all these beautiful soft green and now no glaze matches it.
Yes, it's funny, there isn't a single antique shop left in our area. Ten years ago there were dozens. I think I need to take a trip out to cottage country and hunt there. : (
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Date: 2017-04-10 12:16 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2017-04-10 12:27 am (UTC)Actually, I found the pot first, at a horrifically jumbled and cluttered junk barn.* And then I found the china there, too. I bought the cup and saucer, and then went home and researched the china and found out how much replacement pieces sold for. I went back, but all the rest of the china was gone! I picked up the covered sugar and creamer on ebay, but they're nearly the size of the pot and I don't use them often. I've been sort of desultorily looking for the mini creamer and open sugar in this pattern, but lord knows I have more than enough sugar bowls and cream jugs as it is. I did pick up another cup and saucer, two bread plates, and two luncheon plates, though. Enough for breakfast for two.
I love the daisies--and the green!
*It's gone now, urban renewal. But I found a pair of Victorian pressback chairs, the boys' double dresser, untold bits of china, a couple of antique iron trivets, my brass mortar and pestle, some antique books, a Victorian mirror with shelves, and lots of other things there. You just had to dig for them!
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Date: 2017-04-10 12:39 am (UTC)Yes, it's funny, there isn't a single antique shop left in our area. Ten years ago there were dozens. I think I need to take a trip out to cottage country and hunt there. : (
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