What does every home need? A teapot of course and if it is my home it needs multiple teapots. Yesterday I told you our big news of our move to Alabama. There have been a few crazy weeks of house hunting and figuring things out but happily we found a wonderful little house to rent until our house in Iowa sells and I can make the full move there. We got the keys and have decked it out in what we are calling the “early beach” look with the plan that most of what we use to furnish it with will be an item we can use in that beach house we will have some day. Sounds like a great plan, right?
One of the must have items was a teapot and Chris found me this adorable number at T J Maxx for a mere $12. The price was right and the teapot is adorable on our black countertop. I decided to go ahead and feature it today instead of one in my series of miniature teapots just because I can. I am still searching for a peanut teapot so if any of you find one let me know! But please—enjoy today’s teapot. I know I will.
It is very strange, this domination of our intellect by our digestive organs. We cannot work, we cannot think, unless our stomach wills so. It dictates to us our emotions, our passions. After eggs and bacon, it says, “Work!” After beefsteak and porter, it says, “Sleep!” After a cup of tea (two spoonsful for each cup, and don’t let it stand more than three minutes), it says to the brain, “Now, rise, and show your strength. Be eloquent, and deep, and tender; see, with a clear eye, into Nature and into life; spread your white wings of quivering thought, and soar, a god-like spirit, over the whirling world beneath you, up through long lanes of flaming stars to the gates of eternity!” ~Jerome K. Jerome, Three Men in a Boat (To Say Nothing of the Dog), 1889