We're back to seasonable weather. The dust is flying, blossoms are being rudely plucked from their branches, and the fence has blown down. Fortunately I had a blissful afternoon of beating around the flea market yesterday, and have a new Limoges teacup to cheer me while I get back to business with my planner.
I've actually had an eye out for french blue. It's not a color I have around much. But I wouldn't want to get in a rut!
I enjoy the delicate details of Limoges, and I'm always in awe when I find a perfect piece. I take that as a sign that it may have been a special treasure to someone.
With all the grit and howling and rattling going on outside, I need a dose of blue serenity for awhile on a Sunday afternoon. It's been a busy past week, and a bit of time with my pretty cup and calendar will help me find ground again. . . .
I also found a little snippet of handkerchief linen all worn and soft, and full of wonderful detail. What more might one need to be armed against the fickleness of spring?
Is the season being kinder where you are?
I hope you're having a wonderful day!
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