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7 Benefits of Using Earthenware Earth Pots in Your Kitchen
Learn about the 7 advantages of utilising earthenware earth pots in your kitchen, including their capacity to improve the flavour and texture of your food as well as their natural and chemical-free composition. Find out how using these pots can enhance both your cooking and health.
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Earthenware ewer, 3300BC-2050BC, Kansu.
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Inscription: ‘Harvest is come all / busy now in making / of the Barley mow if / you the Barley mow / neglect Good ale you / can not then expect / August 1838 / John Prouse // Hartland.’
Harvest is come all busy now
in making of the Barley mow;
if you the Barley mow neglect,
good ale you can not then expect.
‘Barnstaple Ware with typical colouring and sgraffiato decoration. A ‘Harvest Jug’ Red earthenware.
(via University of Reading | Archive and Museum Database | Details)
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just saw canned water at the store and it was a legitimate jumpscare. water shouldn't be in those things
#water should only be poured from a shade-cooled pitcher or jug and be drunk from a well-loved earthenware drinking vessel#or ideally your own delicately cupped hands
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Curved form jug, made a few years ago, gloss red handle and double dipped lip with white tin interior. Still raw, white slipped hand built vessel with drawn shapes of life and obscured semi obscured marks, which hint at what went before. #artpottery #folkart #terracotta #jug #earthenware #elemental #slipware #naive #handassembled #soft #shapesoflife #multifire #instapottery #cornwall #falmouth (at Des Models de Linda - ART) https://www.instagram.com/p/Chx5Pa1IOdd/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#artpottery#folkart#terracotta#jug#earthenware#elemental#slipware#naive#handassembled#soft#shapesoflife#multifire#instapottery#cornwall#falmouth
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Johannes Wouterus van Trirum (Dutch,1924-2011)
Four playfull kittens with earthenware jug
Oil on canvas
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For #Caturday:
Cat Jug, c. 1670 - 1710
Lead-glazed earthenware, H 14.2 cm
The Fitzwilliam Museum, Cambridge C.234-1928
#animals in art#european art#17th century art#18th century art#cat#cats#Caturday#ceramics#earthenware#Fitzwilliam Museum#figure#figurine#sculpture#decorative arts#orange cat
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Ceramic artist Jude Jelfs (UK)
Jelfs studied painting and sculpture at Gloucestershire College in England, and began making functional objects in the 1970s after meeting her husband, John, with whom she runs a studio, The Cotswold Pottery, in an enchanting English village called Bourton-on-the-Water. Made of white earthenware clay (and sometimes porcelain or bronze), Jelfs’s figurative wares—which evoke the work of Alberto Giacometti, Pablo Picasso, and, perhaps most vividly, Henri Matisse—take the form of causally arched nude women. “What I hope to achieve are drawings in space that have a three-dimensional element to them,” Jelfs told me in an email. “There’s always been anthropomorphism in pottery,” she continued (the “belly” of a jug, the “neck of a vase, the “foot” of a bowl), so referencing the human body in a pottery jug is a logical progression—albeit a playful one.
https://www.surfacemag.com/.../jude-jelfs-pottery-nude.../
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STUDENTICA DEVIL–FORM TANKARD
Probably Switzerland, 1920s
Pewter and earthenware
17 × 16.5 × 12 cm
This very decorative tankard in the shape of a devil's head is a typical example of a ‘studentica’ object. This term, mainly used by collectors, refers to objects created for traditional student customs; fraternity paraphernalia, literature – and objects linked with students’ affinity of getting inebriated. The lid is reinforced all around with a ring made of pewter. The jug is in very good condition and shows no damage or restorations.
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Earthenware Jug - 16th Century Turkey
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History of the Corinthe from its Foundations, Part 2
A room on the ground-floor, where the bar was situated, one on the first floor containing a billiard-table, a wooden spiral staircase piercing the ceiling, wine on the tables, smoke on the walls, candles in broad daylight, this was the style of this cabaret. A staircase with a trap-door in the lower room led to the cellar. On the second floor were the lodgings of the Hucheloup family. They were reached by a staircase which was a ladder rather than a staircase, and had for their entrance only a private door in the large room on the first floor.
Under the roof, in two mansard attics, were the nests for the servants. The kitchen shared the ground-floor with the tap-room.
Father Hucheloup had, possibly, been born a chemist, but the fact is that he was a cook; people did not confine themselves to drinking alone in his wine-shop, they also ate there. Hucheloup had invented a capital thing which could be eaten nowhere but in his house, stuffed carps, which he called carpes au gras.
These were eaten by the light of a tallow candle or of a lamp of the time of Louis XVI., on tables to which were nailed waxed cloths in lieu of table-cloths. People came thither from a distance.
Hucheloup, one fine morning, had seen fit to notify passers-by of this "specialty"; he had dipped a brush in a pot of black paint, and as he was an orthographer on his own account, as well as a cook after his own fashion, he had improvised on his wall this remarkable inscription:
CARPES HO GRAS.
One winter, the rain-storms and the showers had taken a fancy
to obliterate the S which terminated the first words, and the G which began the third; this is what remained:
CARPE HO RAS.
Time and rain assisting, a humble gastronomical announcement had become a profound piece of advice.
[...] Corinthe was the meeting-place, if not the rallying-point, of Courfeyrac and his friends. It was Grantaire who had discovered Corinthe. He had entered it on account of the Carpe horas, and had returned thither on account of the Carpes au gras.
There they drank, there they ate, there they shouted; they did not pay much, they paid badly, they did not pay at all, but they were always welcome.
[...] About 1830, Father Hucheloup died. With him disappeared the secret of stuffed carps. His inconsolable widow continued to keep the wine-shop. But the cooking deteriorated, and became execrable; the wine, which had always been bad, became tearfully bad. Nevertheless, Courfeyrac and his friends con tinued to go to Corinthe--out of pity, as Bossuet said.
[...] The hall on the first floor, where "the restaurant" was situated, was a large and long apartment encumbered with stools, chairs, benches, and tables, and with a crippled, lame, old billiard-table. It was reached by a spiral staircase which terminated in the corner of the room at a square hole like the hatchway of a ship. This room, lighted by a single narrow window, and by a lamp that was always burning, had the air of a garret. All the four-footed furniture comported itself as though it had but three legs.
Two serving-maids, named Matelote and Gibelotte, and who had never been known by any other names, helped Mame Hucheloup to set on the tables the jugs of poor wine, and the various broths which were served to the hungry patrons in earthenware bowls. Matelote, large, plump, red-haired, and noisy, the favorite ex-sultana of the defunct Hucheloup, was homelier than any mythological monster, be it what it may; still, as it becomes the servant to always keep in the rear of the mistress, she was less homely than Mame Hucheloup. Gibelotte, tall, delicate, white with a lymphatic pallor, with circles round her eyes, and drooping lids, always languid and weary, afflicted with what may be called chronic lassitude, the first up in the house and the last in bed, waited on every one, even the other maid, silently and gently, smiling through her fatigue with a vague and sleepy smile.
Before entering the restaurant room, the visitor read on the door the following line written there in chalk by Courfeyrac: "Régale si tu peux et mange si tu l'oses.”
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Still Life with Cheeses, Almonds and Pretzels | Clara Peeters | 1615 | Mauritshuis, The Hague
“In this still-life, a table is laid with cheeses, pretzels and figs, alongside costly objects like a gilded Venetian glass and a Chinese dish. The Antwerp painter Clara Peeters was one of the first food still-life painters, and her ‘banketjes’ or banquet pieces had a great influence on the painters of the Northern Netherlands. Besides putting her signature on the silver bridal knife, Peeters also painted herself. In the pewter lid of the earthenware jug, you can see the reflection of a woman’s face with a white cap. This is Clara’s self-portrait.”
#Still Life with Cheeses Almonds and Pretzels#clara peeters#Mauritshuis#den haag#The Hague#The Netherlands#dutch#antwerp#belgium#Flemish#still life
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Lead-glazed earthenware jug, French (Saintonge), ca. 1275-1300
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Jug. Ault Pottery, Swadlincote, Derbyshire; designed by Christopher Dresser. ca. 1890.
via British Museum
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Hello I hope you're well? I love your Hetalia headcanons, you write them so well in character! I was wondering if you have any headcanons for Greece with a S/O who is creative and loves to create with their hands? (Drawing, sewing, crafting, jewellery, and pottery)
Heracles Karpusi, Sadik Adnan, Yao Wang and Kiku Honda Having a Creative and Artistic S/O
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A/N: Hello there Anon! I hope you don't mind that I added Turkey, China and Japan. Also, I really love your Request! I can see all of Hetalia's Characters would Enjoy having a S/O who is very creative, especially some characters that are known for their arts in their country (Such as Japan and China).
Gender: Neutral
Warning: None
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Heracles Karpusi - Greece
Heracles or Greek does enjoy arts but he's not an enthusiast like Feliciano or Francis who does enjoy art a lot. However, Heracles do appreciate them.
As a creative S/O, I do see Heracles enjoys seeing you're painting, crafting, pottery or sewing from far away as he is playing with his cats.
I'm sorry anon but he enjoys history, sleeping, and philosophy more than arts but that does not mean he wouldn't love your handcrafted objects.
He also doesn't really join together with you when you are crafting something because I believe that he's not artistic enough to make it very aesthetic or he's not as crafty as you. Thus, he only watches you silently from back.
I headcanon that sometimes Heracles would ask you if you can make knitted sweaters, beanies or knitted clothes for cats to make them warm when it's cold outside.
Heracles would also ask you to draw him alone or when he is together with his cats. Lots of your drawings were saved by him in his house.
He would be protective of your handmade drawing or your handmade cat clothes, especially protecting them from Sadik since I can see he would annoy Greece on purpose.
I can see he would also love your crafted crockeries, especially if it's earthenware or stoneware jugs or pots which it is obvious that those filled with water for watering plants.
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Afternoon, It was around one pm in the afternoon as many cats in Greece are passing by seeking warm shelters. There was no sun coming out and the wind was strong to make the leaves on the ground fly in the sky and many people wore warm clothing since it was getting colder.
Seeing the condition did not get better, Heracles got worried about the cats on the outside of the house because they don't have any proper place to get warm, some of them were even probably hungry because they are stray cats and haven't eaten anything.
Heracles was silent for a moment for a bit before he looks at you from far away, he remembers that you can sew or knit nice clothes before he thinks of an idea to probably let some of the cats stay in the house for a bit to warm them up during cold times and feed them some cat foods.
The Greece man stands up from his window and sit before staggering toward you, his eyes staring into your orbs before the words that escape from his mouth surprise you "Can we help those stray cats outside the house? I feel bad that they don't have warm shelters..and they are probably cold." You were speechless but that stuppor were over and moved into a smile.
"Sure, we can help those kittens. I will make some warm clothes and a bed for them. Besides, I have many leftover balls of wool and clothes so it would be perfect to make a bed and warm clothes for them," you stood up before going to the bedroom to make bedding for cats along with warm clothes for them.
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Several sounds of meowing could be heard as it was getting close and closer to the door before the door was slammed pen and there are three kittens inside of the basket. Heracles gently put them down before the cats starts to walking around the house, curious with the things around the house.
However, you took them one by one and went to the bathroom before giving them a warm bath since they were dirty from the mud and from the fleas. It was a hell of a roller coaster since those creature keeps trying to escape from you and would claw your hands but you were determined to save these kittens from the cold and giving them a warm house before giving them to the adoption center.
Once the cats were dried with a blow dryer, Heracles would gently comb their fur to fix their fur after getting puffed up by the blow dryer and let them have some cooked salmon after they were wearing a knitted sweater that you made a few hours ago after Heracles catching all of those cats.
Finally, the kittens were sleeping on the knitted bed that you made too and curling while curling with each other to share soem warmth to their siblings. Seeing this sight, Heracles was silent before a ghosting yet tiny smiles crept into his face, enjoying this warmth sight together with you.
"Next time, let's have kittens together and I'll make cute clothes for them," you told him.
"Sure....let's adopt them soon when we have free time," Greece wrapped his arm around your waist.
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Sadik Adnan - Turkey
I can see Sadik enjoys arts more than Heracles do even though he mostly enjoys cooking more since it was shown in the anime that he's in the cooking club with Francis.
He appreciates arts a lot even though not as much as Italy or France because I believe he would leave quickly when the things that he finds interesting in the first time became boring to him.
As someone who enjoys new things, I can see that he would try to join with you in sewing or making clothes although he's not a good sewer and sometimes would mess the sutures of the clothes.
I also can see that he would enjoy pottery together with you and he's pretty good at making the base of the earthenwares or the stonewares because of his firm hands
Although he's not really crafty so I can see he would mess certain patterns of the crockeries but it's not as bad as you think because even if his hands are too big, I believe he has an amazing focus and would be a little bit careful.
I am sorry anon but I cannot see Sadik is someone who enjoys drawing because he would get bored with the process since drawing takes lots of time.
Even if you force him to draw together with you, he would only draw the base of the painting or just something simple before leaving the canvas alone.
Just like Heracles, he is only going to watch you from far away while you are drawing and appreciates your every step of making them because he knows arts needs skills and patience to make them.
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On Wednesday 8th June 2016, the weather in Turkey was rather hot with the sun glaring into the surface of the earth and many people wore a face protector to protect their faces and wearing clothes with thin clothing material including a man with a white mask to cover his emerald green eyes and tan skin.
It was a perfect day to enjoy a glass of cold water or summer-themed drinks. On top of the table was already a bowl of Turkish delights with rose flavours and an iced sweetened jasmine tea on the tray. His hands taking one of the sweets and plopping it inside of his mouth, chewing the delicious treat before swallowing it as his eyes focusing on the newspaper.
As Sadik read the latest news and taking another bite of the Turkish delight, the sweet dropped got thrown into the ground as he dropped the paper on his hand as well. The loud crashing and hitting sounds from the other side of the porch were loud, causing (Y/N) husband to accidentally drop the snacks that he was going to munch on
Both of his eyebrows rose, curious by the loud sounds inside of the garage before standing up and walking to the garage as he also needs to complain to (Y/N) for making him drop the food and the paper. Going inside of the room, he twisted the knob of the door before pushing the door away to see you focus on the thing at the circle table.
His eyes widened as he sees what was going on and he decide to change his mind about complaining about the loud sounds that you just had caused. In front of him, he could see the young man/woman/person pressing the paddle of the table as the surface rotating slowly.
The (Y/N) (L/N) determined to create the best and the most beautiful jug made out of earth clay. Sadik decides to see what you would do as he walks closer and leans his shoulder to the wall while watching your every movement, 'Damn, I'm lucky having a creative wife/husband' he thought as he watches your every step to create crockery.
(Y/N) could sense someone is watching them/her/him and glancing up to see the tall Turkish man on their/her/his side. With a tiny smile, you scooted away from the long bench so he could sit next to you, "Hey aşk (love), do you wanna try make something with the clay I just bought?" You offer him.
"Sure, but what are you trying to make?" He asks as he sat next to you.
"Jug but it's kind of too difficult if you try to follow me. You can try making mug, it's the easiest, you offer once again.
"Nah, I bet I can make jugs too, maybe even better than you," he challenges.
"You're on," you smirk at him.
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Yao Wang - China
Inside of this headcanon, you can expect that Yao Wang is someone who loves arts even though his main focus is food and culinary. Thus, he loves arts but not as much as he loves arts as Feliciano and Francis do.
It is canon that he is very old and he is more than four hundred thousand years old. However, that does not mean his movement are slow.
Instead. he has a very skilful hand because of all the experiences that he has had in creating stonewares, paintings, drawings, potteries, clothes, and many more.
Having a creative S/O would be heaven to him because I can see that he wants to join you in creating arts together, especially creating arts with Chinese cultures inside of it.
It was not surprising that Yao Wang is someone who can learn quickly, because of that. There would be sometimes his outcomes when creating potteries, clothes, and drawings that are better than you.
Yao Wang would also be glad to teach some history behind the Chinese arts and the meaning of the patterns because every pattern inside of the arts has a different meaning.
When you two are doing an art activity, Yao Wang would be lovely enough to serve the two of you and himself a cup of tea without sugar and ice, just a simple hot Chinese tea.
It was no surprise that China also loves money so he would sell both of your and his outcomes after making beautiful drawings, pieces of jewellery, crockeries, and clothes.
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Behind the wooden sliding door of a house, a small room with a wooden table can be seen and people can see the silhouette from the white background from the back. A person with (H/C) hair and (E/C) eye stares into the canvas in front of her/him/them with a brush in hand along pallete on the other hand.
Biting inside of the cheeks and eyebrows furrowed together, the gear inside of (Y/N) brain twisted and circled around to create any kind of an idea but it was a futile attempt for the (Y/N) (L/N) to get any great ideas. Because of this, (Y/N) could not help but sighs in dejection because she/he/they are stuck.
(Y/N) could not help but groan out loud and slam their/her/his own head to the table, hitting themselves/herself/himself as well as getting angry at yourselves because of a lack creativity. Usually, your brain had storms of great ideas but today it seems your brain are not working well and you don't want to create art without emotion inside of it.
Yao Wang who happened to pass by heard the ruckus as he was enjoying his Chinese tea while reading a piece of Chinese literature. the sounds cause him to drop his book as well as his tea. Luckily it didn't break but it did make him a little bit upset because he spent lots of time making that tea.
However, Yao Wang knows it does not matter because what matter most is that his partner groaning like a sick person before he slif the door open with some force 'WHAT HAPPENED ARU! I HEARD YOU GROANING (Y/N)! DO YOU NEED MY CHINESE TEA TO HELP YOUR COLD?!" He asked.
His loud voice made you drop your brush and palette before sending Yao Wang a death glare, causing him to freeze on the spot because of your angered face but it did not last long because you could calm down easily. Taking a deep breath, (Y/N) asks Yao Wang, " Hey tián xīn (sweetheart), I heard you were groaning. What happened?" China step into your room carefully before closing the door.
"Hey Yao Wang. I just need an idea for my drawing. I don't have any idea and I have been stuck for more than just an hour," you told him.
" I see, how about we draw together-aru? We can draw something together and maybe we can draw dragons together!" He said.
"Dragons? I'm Sorry Yao but I cannot rdraw dragons...I'm kind of bad when it comes drawing animal," you shook your head no and sigh.
"Don't worry tián xīn (sweetheart)! I would teach you how to draw chinese dragons!" He slid next to you with a smile on his face.
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Kiku Honda - Japan
Inside of this headcanon, Kiku Honda is someone who also enjoys creating art, especially together doing it with you as his s/o because I can see quality time is one of his love languages.
Since I said one of his love languages is quality time. Kiku would be glad to teach you how to draw manga or draw manga together with you.
Not only he's a great teacher but he is also a gentleman. He would serve the two of you and his green tea with some Japanese snacks (mochi or Dango).
Kiku Honda might be artistic but only in the field of drawing and painting. Other than that, he's not into it as much as Turkey and China when it comes to pottery.
Kiku also not artistic enough to watch you sewing and creating beautiful clothes. However, he does enjoy watching you creating those two from far away just like Heracles.
However, if you offer him to join you to create crockeries, jewellery and clothes together with you. He would be glad to join you and create something together.
He might be not as skilful as China or Francis but he has a great basic to create earthenwares or stonewares. Also, he has a great focus when it comes to decorating.
He does enjoy doing something artistic together with you even though it's not as good as yours except in the field of drawing. Unlike Greece or Turkey, he would still try creating something that he never had done it before with you.
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Inside a small cafe, there were not many customers and only a few people inside which only a few college and high school students working on their projects or hanging out together with their friends including (Y/N) (L/N) who are currently hanging out with her friends Mika and Makoto.
"Hey Mika, have you ask your parents to get a drawing manga lesson?" Makoto asks, looking at the short brown haired girl
"No, what about you (Y/N) the girl glances at you."
"No, but I think I don't need any drawing tutor," you shake your head no at them.
"Why?" Makoto asks.
"Because I know someone who are a better art teacher than other people and I can ask him to teach me," You smile, explaining them that you had someone else in mind. However, they did not understand what are you trying to say but they let it pass because they didn't want to force you.
Makoto and Mika are your friends from Junior High School and they are the same as you, the two of them are art hoes, love art and making them as well. Thus, the three of you would never get bored when talking about potteries, fashions, and drawings from Tumblr and Instagram.
Timeskip
It was seven in the evening as many people are going inside of their house to rest or meet their family. A pair of (S/C) hands twisting the knob of the door to the side before pushing the door open. A pair of (E/C) glances around and meeting a pair of brown eyes as the male putting the cups down on the table.
"Wercome home (Y/N)-chan/-kun. I hope you had fun hanging out with your friends," Kiku Honda sat with his knees underneath his bottom sitting on his calves. Next to the tea, there are a smaller platter of Dango and Mochi with red bean inside it. The sight wamrs your heart, you know Kiku isn't someone who are affectionate but he always tris to makes you happy.
"Thank you, Daarin (Darling)," you put your bags away before sitting with your boyfriend.
"You seem a rittre bit troubred. Is there something wrong?" Kiku tilted his head a little bit.
"Kiku. You know that I love drawing, right? But I'm not really good at making anima characters or manga. Could you...teach me how to draw them?" Your eyes diverted to the ground, as if you found the ground are more interesting than your boyfriend with your cheeks turning red a little bit.
"...I wourd rove to teach you, (Y/N)-chan/-kun. You don't need to be shy to ask me if you need my help," Kiku smiles a little bit, reassuring you that it's okay to ask his help.
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Tavuary Day 1: Flowers
Today is February first, which means it is officially TAVUARY! There are two ways to participate by either following the Week-by-Week Prompts (Week One is "Fluff") or by using the Day-by-Day prompts found in this post!
Fic Title: Blooming
Pairing: Astarion x Dandy (my Halfling Bard Tav)
Warnings: No warnings, just silly and cute fluff
Summary: Just a short and silly domestic drabble
Finishing up her supper-time calling around the neighbourhood, Dandy stepped over the threshold of the hillside-nestled cottage that she and Astarion called home during the winter months. She was shaking the snow from her boots before kicking them off into the little alcove near the door reserved for hats, cloaks, and outdoor footwear when she noticed that a pair of Astarion’s shoes were also a bit frost-covered.
Since returning to her home village, Dandy had gotten accustomed to Astarion’s need for evening constitutionals, time he could stretch his legs (quite literally as the cottage was not built with someone of his height in mind) after being cooped up during the day.
The fire in the parlour hearth beckoned Dandy to warm her hands and feet, but she was stopped by an unexpected sight: On the table nearest her harpsichord, a few pink, yellow, and periwinkle winter-blooms poked their petalled heads out from an earthenware jug.
A swell of happiness flushed through Dandy, and she went in search of Astarion to thank him. She thought she would find him in their bed, waiting to be praised and spoiled with affection for such a kind gesture. To Dandy’s surprise, however, she found him curled up in his study with a rather grumpy expression.
“Why are you hiding in here?” Dandy wrapped her arms around his shoulders and gave him a delicate kiss to his temple.
Astarion stared at her as if she should already known what had soured his mood.
“I picked flowers,” he muttered with a somewhat disgusted tone. “Colourful ones.”
“Yes, you did.”
“For you.”
“They are lovely. Thank you, Gumdrop.” Dandy gave him another kiss, this one to his cheek as positive reinforcement.
“I hate flowers.”
Astarion seemed quite at a loss as if bamboozled by his own actions.
“I know,” Dandy nudged him over in the overstuffed armchair so she could cuddle him properly, “but I like them.”
“I know,” he repeated, drawing his arms around her.
The tenseness in Astarion’s shoulders melted away as he buried his face in the sweet scent of her abundant chestnut curls.
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