Champagne on the rocks, with labrador.
A gentlemanly Jack Russell, with a leg at each corner.
Looking out to sea, waiting for our tea.
Dogs matching trousers.
The boyhood of teapots, as they gaze wistfully out at larger vessels who go abroad and see the world.
I am delighted unto pieces that the incomparable Luisa Igloria has been quietly storing up the matter of this post here, among other things, for wonderful imagery in a poem for All Souls week.
I had soldiered on with Blogger's new interface for at least a month, far be it from me to be a stick in the mud, but then with enormous relief I flipped back to the old one the other day, and will stay with it until forced to do otherwise. It was just so nice to see it again.