This is it. The end of the Cupboard. Yeah, there is other stuff in there, but I’m weary of it as the photographs have begun to show. I promised one more for Lemony. She will like the Full Lace teapot. She is a southern-born girl. I knew it the moment I saw her playing dress-up in the outrageous old hat and the beautifully crafted clothing that southern women wore with such dignity and pride. We judge a piece by the warp and the weave…by the width of a stitch, you know. Here you go, Lemony, your Full Lace teapot. An elegant, southern-sounding name for a pot from far off Denmark.
My goodness, Dear. Full lace? How charming. I really must have one. You remember Aunt Elizabeth. On the Wheaton side. She came down two summers ago….