Tea...glorious tea, on a coolish morning in my favorite vessel made by none other, Frank Rucky. I blogged about Frank back in January about his amazing story of how he got into quilting, and he has certainly made a "ruckus" on that front. But his love of ceramics and pottery that he is equally talented in that I was, thankfully, bequeathed with one of his mugs a couple of years back. I use it everyday.
I've surprised myself in learning that any tea tastes so good in this mug. More importanly, it's in those precious few moments in the morning when I can sit quietly and savor each sip knowing my cup runneth over... with blessings and thoughts of gratefulness, even in this time of uncertainty.
BSoleille! What is in your cup?
Terri
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