As you may know, I love the contrast between the rough, old, worn, aged, and the fresh, delicate, and sweet. I found this great old coal bucket recently and fell in love with it!
The woman who brought it back from France said that it is technically called a body pitcher. Some research told me that it could be termed a scuttle.
Whatever the name, I like the feel it gives my living/dining room.
Especially when filled with beautiful pink lilies. It is rather large, standing 21" tall. I think it makes a statement.
It is increasingly difficult for me to part with treasures like this one. But the truth is that I found it for my Etsy store. And that is where it will go. Otherwise, my girls and I will not be able to walk through our apartment at some point. ;)
I hope that all is well with you, my readers. I feel like I am coming out of my creative abyss. More on that next week. :)