and in the Teahouse:
And the main shop, unlike the sky, was suffused with blue. The tables were laden with Murano glass,
including Scavo glass, crafted to resemble vessels excavated from ancient Roman ruins:
I was captivated by the sensuously smooth wooden pots, too:
But this is what really set my heart aflutter,
because who knew perfectly proper Petersham could be a Little Shop of Horrors!