By any other name would smell as sweet;
Tuesday Teatime and Roses do seem one in the same in many ways. Fragrant beauty that warms the heart, delights the senses, and restores beauty to one’s being when the trials of the day scrape against the skin like a thorn.
Celebrating our dear friend, Sandi’s, second Teatime Tuesday Anniversary at Rose Chintz Cottage can find no more perfect symbol than that of the glories and artistic splendor of a rose – and the multitudinous rose patterns that have made it the single most popular pattern in the centuries of design and craftsmanship in fine china. To be sure, this week’s teatime will be a veritable “rain of roses”!
Actually, when I peruse my own modest collection, I have to note that my eye is drawn to roses more times than not. Traditional roses with Queen Anne . . .
Very vintage roses from Georgian China’s Tutor Rose . . .
Footed roses . . .
Chintz lusterware roses . . .
Mother’s beloved Moss Roses . . .
And, this unique delight of a teapot – shared just for you, Sandi – pretty in pink wild roses sprinkle about this design as though fallen in a soft petal rain – with the handle on top rather than on the side!
I just love the shape of this pot!
A rose pattern is so very versatile. Even though I do not have matching cups and saucers to go with my pot – let alone a sugar or creamer – I have put this eclectic series of rose patterned pieces alongside each other to blend for a splendid teatime!
Not to mention the sweet rose-rimmed bread dish of delicacies . . .
To compliment the tea leaf of choice with grapes, dark chocolate mint, and this week’s pastry fave-rave – a good-for-you Banana-Almond Mini-Muff with Blueberry Stuff!
Mmmm . . . it looks like our good Lady Cordelia in the background – ever presiding over my teatimes – heartily approves of all our roses and tea treats today, too!
Though we are in the middle of a cold winter, sipping a favorite tea blend from a rose patterned cup via the elegance of a rose patterned teapot warms one through with thoughts of late spring and early summer blossoms against a lush green wild rose foliage . . .
Remember last season’s roses . . .
Hope springs eternal in the petals of a rose, the first sip of a soothing cuppa, and inspiring words upon which to ponder . . .
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