Time for tea

I was making myself some tea this morning and it suddenly occurred to me that this is definitely one of my characteristic things: I always end up buying a fancy teapot (at the thrift store). It may take me a while (on Curaçao apparently nobody ever makes a pot of tea), but eventually I will find myself one (yes, even on Curaçao, but it’s not as fancy as I’d like it to be).

Here in our cabin I happily replaced the simple glass Ikea teapot I was using before with this beauty.

Also, how cute are those flowers on the light and the little dish?

I know those simple glass Ikea teapots are perfectly usable and probably make a lot more sense for a vacation cabin that will be rented out to strangers eventually. And who really needs a teapot, a tealight and matching dish for the teabag in a vacation cabin anyway? Most people I know, including my own daughters, make tea in giant mugs and dump their bags in the sink even when they are in their own homes. My inner critic has been nagging me about this for a while now.
But you know what? These little treasures make me smile every single time I use them.
And I do think that’s a very good reason to keep them around.

(I am now on the lookout for a fancier tea glass or maybe even a cup and saucer)