This little teapot in my collection loses its head every single time I use it!  Who would ever think of having a chicken teapot?  Well, me, of course.

I think this one was born to be next to this Longaberger basket and liner, don’t you?  Perfect match.

The first bowl washed the cobwebs from my mind —
The whole world seemed to sparkle.
A second cleansed my spirit
Like purifying showers of rain,
A third and I was one of the Immortals —
What need now for austerities
To purge our human sorrows?
Worldly people, by going in for wine,
Sadly deceive themselves.
For now I know the Way of Tea is real.
~Chio Jen