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Sunday, June 20, 2010

If I Had the Money...


I think I would collect antique tea cups! I have always admire the simplistic beauty of Victorian tea cups with their whimsical patterns and delicate form. They represent the splendor of company or lack there of; a lonely cup of tea on a rainy day is, to me, one of life's great pleasures.
Tea cups also remind me of my childhood. My mom use to make me a plate of cheese and crackers and fill my tea cup with tea and loads of sugar and milk. When she could see the taste wasn't yet appealing to me, she'd replace the tea with fruit juice! hehe!

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