Come in ... out of the cold my Friends.
Pull up a chair and settle in for another relaxing teatime. Today, I have chosen a charming but most controversial little teapot from Staffordshire.
I’m sure you recognize the familiar figure on the pot. It is part of the Sadler collection of Historical Teapots ... Henry the Eight teapot and four of his six wives ... Anne Boleyn, Catherine of Aragon, Anne of Cleves and Jane Seymour are in attendance ... the other two wives, I believe, are terribly indisposed.
This is a discontinued, octangular pot that is seven and a half inches wide and six inches high to the top of the gold trimmed lid. It is a small unique two cupper, which I love to use on snowy days.
Well, with the ‘King" comes his most beloved creature ... Look, who is peeking into my windows ... Often, a herd of twelve White-Tailed Deer travel down our hills, but this young fellow must have known that it was teatime. Look at that white-tail ... Isn’t he lovely !!!
Sadly, the white-tailed deer sometimes have difficulty surviving winter, particularly if the snow is deep, so I really don’t mind them staring and nibbling the young shoots in the back bush.
Their wintry visits seem a blessing to me. Should we invite him in for a cup of tea? Chances are that he wouldn’t be too impressed with our brewing bouquet.( Ha Ha)
Come Ladies ...
Take a gander at what I found in the back of the cupboard.
Don’t you think that the white design resembles the
deer’s tail ?
I must say, that this teaset is a pleasure to drink from, as the cup is very deep and high .... ( Ting-a-ling)...You could ring it like a bell if it was turned upside-down( ha ha)
No ... This is not your normal pretty looking “ Windsor " pattern. The design has a strong male presence, which is quite befitting for the King Henry teapot and our white-tailed Friend. Infact, I am feeling quite attracted to the white flourishes of energy that electrify this saucer.
It seems to have “ HIGH SPIRIT" like the deer that dashes away, in leaps and bounds.
Nibble, nibble, nibble .... sweet woodland creature ,
while we have a cup of soothing chamomile tea.
I do enjoy the mellow ambience and sweet taste of this tea on such a cold and wintry day.
On second thought ... Br-r-r-r ... Let's stay put and enjoy one another, a little longer. We can appreciate the view from the inside.
LOOK at that cheeky little face!!! Ha ha
This has been a thrilling teatime adventure and I’m so happy that you took the time to follow along the snowy
path for a cup of tea with me.
There’s no need to hurry.
ENJOY your brew
The sleigh is prepared for your journey home.
Stopping By the Woods on a Snowy Evening
By Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his wood fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.