Happy Spring and St. Patrick's Day to one and all! Wanna know why Mr. Robin is peering down into the cup? Well, it's because when I dusted him before the photo, I broke his little legs! Ouch. A little hot glue will fix him right up! But for now I thought he looked inquisitive about the cup's contents. :)
This shamrock tea cup lives in my great-grandmother's curved-glass-fronted china cabinet year round. I walk by it at least a dozen times a day and think of my mother.
Today would have been Mom's 110th birthday. She collected tea cups, and when I found this Crown Staffordshire bone china teacup with its shamrocks and sweet scalloped rim, I knew it had to come home with me to await Mom's next birthday. That was decades and decades ago.
We have beautiful sunshine today. Carey is out planting his garden. Rudy is napping at my side. I need to do a few chores, but it would be such a shame to interrupt Rudy's dreams. :)
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