A mug of tea

Over the last few years (and with a little help from DH) the children have bought me several beautiful pottery mugs as birthday presents. DH and I have both developed a habit of having our first cup of tea of the day in one of these mugs.

But DH's latest mug has a creeping crack, and won't last much longer. So DS and I went to town today and chose him a new mug, a fine and beautiful mug to hold his morning tea and bring a bit of pleasure to the start of his day. An Easter gift from his family - and far more lasting than a chocolate Easter egg or rabbit.