In my morning. The two on the right are the coffee cups I brought back last year. We found them in the airport and they are nicer but the ones we drank out of there were so much nicer. All year long I dreamed about getting some of the wonderful, hand thrown and hand painted talavera pottery cups. One day when it was supposed to rain, he drove me the hour to the store. The ones on the left are the new ones. The store had everything - sinks, toilets, tiles, bowls, cups, flower pots, water canisters, plates, platters, digs, lizards, pigs,
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