Traveling Teatime

Even if I travel, I’m always on the lookout for nice bone china teacups. I don’t mean going to a department store and finding any ole teacup. I mean the ones you have to hunt for. The ones you find at garage sales, estate sales, and thrift stores.The ones that have a story. The ones that you find the cup in one section of the shop and the saucer in another and they match. That’s so exciting  to me when that happens.

I like to find the teacups that you have a made-up story of wondering in your mind. I wonder how this teacup got here. I wonder who has used this teacup. It could have been Jane Austen. It could have been King James. It could have been Joan of Arc. What if it was George Washington? 

I also wonder what conversations that teacup has heard. Was it the local gossip, a peace treaty, a business plan, a surprise engagement, the Declaration of Independence… Yeah, I know…It was more likely to be a pint than a teacup for the Declaration of Independence but ya never know:)

We can wonder about anything. We can think about how we got what we are seeing, what we are using, what we are eating. I find it part of being grateful. Gratitude with imagination;)