I don’t need another tea cup. And I don’t go out trolling for them. But this one was on sale at the Antiques Asylum in Palmdale, where Hydra and I went over the weekend in search of something very special that I’ll have to reveal later.
Here are my reasons (rationalizations?) for buying it:
1) It is a different shape from any of my others, slightly bowed in around the center of the bowl.
2) Blueberries were my favorite thing to pick as a kid, because you don’t have to get on your knees like you do for strawberries, and a good blueberry bog has fabulous black muck dirt that gets between your toes, and they taste amazing.
3) These blueberreis look like they could have been drawn by my sister, Pegerty.
4) It was on sale for $3.00. This is a great deal. I have paid as much as $25 for a particularly wonderful vintage teacup (that one is pale white lusterware with tiny handpainted blue birds flying across its surface).
Faux heather in the evening light.
We did about 4 hours work of yard work on Sunday. We basically like it, but it is hard work. There were more things to give up on and clear away after last winter’s freeze and subsequent drought.
Since temps are expected to be over 100 dergrees for the next week at least, I thought it unwise to try to plant too many things in the ground.
I have long admired the asparagus fern. This will have to be brought in over the winter, but I think it’ll be worth it.