Sunday, January 4, 2015

Blue Willow Enchantment

All of my life
I have loved the
 mysterious legend
behind Blue Willow China...

My Willow Ware plate has a story
Pictorial, painted in blue
From the land of tea and the tea plant
And the little brown man with a queue.

Whatever the food you serve, daughter
Romance will enter into the feast
If you only pay heed to the legend
On my old china plate from the East....

The Legend Of The Blue Willow  

Koong Shee was a mandarin’s daughter 
And Chang was her lover, ah me,
For surely her father’s accountant 
Might never wed pretty Koong Shee.

 So Chang was expelled from the palace
The lover’s alliance to break,
And pretty Koong Shee was imprisoned
In a little blue house by the lake.

The doughty old mandarin reasoned
It was time that his daughter should wed,
And the groom of his choosing should banish,
That silly romance from her head.

For years had great artists been stitching
In symbols the dress she should wear,
  And her headband of scarlet lay waiting,
  For the ride in a gold wedding chair.

 He was busily plotting and planning,
When a message was brought him one day,
Young Chang had invaded the palace,
And taken his sweetheart away.

They were over the bridge when he saw them,
They were passing the big willow tree,
And a boat at the edge of the water,
Stood waiting for Chang and Koong Shee.

The furious mandarin followed,
The groom with revenge in his eyes,
But the little boat danced on the water
And traveled away with the prize.

 But his vengeance pursued to their shelter
And burned the pagoda, they say
  And from out of the flames rose the lovers
As a pair of doves winging away.

And they flew on toward the western heaven
The pretty Koong Shee and her Chang
Or so says the famous old legend
From the land of the Yangtze Kiang.

And I wouldn’t be one to deny it,
For the little blue dove and her mate
Forever are flying together
Across my old blue Willow plate.
-Author Unknown

Two birds flying high
a little ship sailing by
a Chinese castle here it stands
facing many, many lands
a little bridge with three men on
a willow tree, that ends my song
-An Old Willow Poem

Thank God for dirty dishes;
They have a tale to tell...

Washing Dishes
Jessie Wilcox Smith
While others may go hungry,
We're eating very well
With home, health, and happiness,
I shouldn't want to fuss;
By the stack of evidence,
God's been very good to us.
-Author Unknown

God bless my little kitchen,
I love its every nook...

"Lunch With Teddy Bear"
Jessie Wilcox Smith

And bless me as I do my work,
Wash pots and pans and cook.
And may the meals that I prepare
Be seasoned from above
With Thy great blessings

 and Thy grace,
But most of all 

Thy love.

As we partake of earthly food...

"Two Little Girls Saying Grace"
Jessie Wilcox Smith

The table
 before us spread,
We’ll not forget 

to thank Thee, Lord,
Who gives us daily bread.
So bless my little kitchen, God,
And those who enter in,
May they find naught 

but Joy and Peace,
And Happiness 

 M. Peterson

A wonderful book for anyone
who loves to collect
Blue Willow China

Every time I pour my tea
I remember the wonderful
 love story of
Chang and Koong Shee...

Some other blue and white china...

"Blue and White"
Delft China Plate

"Real Old Willow"
Gilt-Edged China Plate

Enoch Woods
"Celtic Blue and White"
China Tray

Blue Willow Child's Tea Set

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