Not sure if you can guess what this guy is –at first I thought he was a pirate but he might be a hobo or who knows what. Whoever he is I know that I like him and am glad that the internet helped him find his way to me.
If this guy looks a little familiar it might be because he is very similar to one that I posted here. I was surprised to get an email from a man named Stan who lives in Ohio . He was doing a little research on Occupied Japan teapots and found his way to my blog where I featured that last little guy. Stan recently lost his wife and is in the process of downsizing in preparation for a move to a smaller place and is trying to get rid of a few items that he no longer needs. One of those items is this fabulous teapot which belonged to his mother and father and he was looking to get rid of it. About 15 emails went back and forth between us, a price was agreed upon and Stan sent this beauty on its way to me. Isn’t the internet a wonderful thing???
While I haven’t really used him to brew any tea i think he is pretty wonderful and definitely one of the more colorful ones in my collection.
Fun teapots for fun people, right? I am all about fun and this guy fits the bill. Come on over and have a cup from this guy and tell me who you think he really is.
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Waking Without Alarm
a day without obligations
slivers of silver spilling from the shades
a small ceremony of jasmine tea
in the Japanese pot
ten minutes of Qi Gong, twenty rubbing Watson’s belly
in the evening, a pang of regret for a lazy day
then remembering
I deserve a chance to do something or nothing
innate joy rising
and Watson, smiling, asleep in his basket.
