Friday, December 9, 2011

Shattered Christmas Cup.


Talk about broken dreams. Yesterday, I dropped my favorite Christmas tea cup. It came from my Auntie's estate. I remember the day I brought it home, feeling so proud to have something of hers.
As I took it down off the shelf, it fell and shattered into many pieces.


I was totally devastated.
I always had it displayed on a wall shelf in the tea parlor.



It is made of fine china and it does not glue well. I did everything I could to save it.
Here is my end product. It looks so sad. I can not drink from it anymore. It is just a decoration and fond  memories.


Happy Holidays to my dear tea loving friends,
Lady Estelle

Tasha Tudor

This is a beautiful story of an amazing lady. I wish I had meet her. She is a perfect example of growning old gracefully.