I have another one and I like that one too, Charles bought it for me and it's cast iron. It has a different feel and sound to it than this porcelain one.
I will miss the clink of the lid and the sound of the pour. Isn't it silly that those little things actually make a difference. But so many small things turn out not to be really small at all.
This broken teapot made me thing about other broken things with My leather life. One major difference was the abandonment of this journal by Moi.
This has always been a very important outlet of expression for Me. Something happened that made Me feel like it had been compromised but I'm feeling better about it now so I'm going to start writing again.
I am looking forward to Spanksgiving and seeing finn. I missed the last event in St. Louis so I'm looking ahead with pleasure to see old friends there.
I am also talking to a new young slave who lives close by. I will introduce him more when I see how things go.
Well, I think I'll keep it short this time as I dip My toe back into the blogosphere.....
kiss kiss,
K
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