When I'm shopping, whether in a thrift store, department store or antique shop, I seem to gravitate to teapots and pitchers. My daughter once said to me while we were shopping, "Step away from the teapots, Mom." :o)
Years ago, a lady gave Ron this little three-in-one teapot, cup and creamer when he helped her with questions and paperwork after her military husband's death. Even during her time of extreme grief, she wanted to give him a sweet gift. I think of her whenever I see the teapot,and send up a little prayer for the repose of her and her husband's souls.
There is just something comforting and calming about a cup of hot tea, poured from a pretty pot, isn't there?