it on the door of my Hutch, I got a bee in my bonnet to move
some of my treasured China pieces around.
I have an eclectic assortment, for a while I stayed with
monochromatic but I was feeling a bit adventurous with color
and just sort of went with it.
So many of these delightful pieces are actually missing pieces.
A cup without a saucer, a sugar bowl without a lid...
And yet these missing pieces actually make them more
endearing, I am wondering why.
I think it is because they have a story to tell. Perfect they
definitely are not-they have survived births, deaths, weddings,
moves, wars, and each one of them is well, wonderfully
You know, I truly would not have them any other way.
And why is this?
Because-perfection is just an illusion.
Do you have any treasures that have a story to tell?
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