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  • I can't actually call it collecting, more like buying than anything of the former. I buy wineglasses.

    It's always in pairs that I buy them, and the glasses I buy are usually expensive. All are hand blown, some are large, some petite, some bulbous, some flutes, some just odd in appearance. I look for them in boutiques, thrift shops, even in grocery stores and liquor stores. Some are not even wine glasses, like the sake cups I have had for many years that were fired as a porcelain commemorative for the 300th anniversary of the Ozeki Sake Company; also among the few that have survived the many years of use I have put them through, probably because I imbibe of the sake so seldom. They represent the handcrafts of many countries, and cultures.

    Alas, though I buy them as pairs, I rarely keep them as pairs for long. They are far too fragile, and end out being broken, usually separating the pair, so that I have then only one to store away as a keepsake.

    I did have a rather large collection of teapots, all with, again, pairs of matching cups that survived in toto long enough to call it a collection. That too I've lost, or rather gave away to a new home as a result of an eviction, serious health problems, and the economic downfall that beset us all in the past several years. But the emphasis in my purchases was never anything but pairs.

    Pairs because they are for the sharing of the most exquisite, and time-honored pleasures that should be shared by two; tea, and wine. To be shared with someone that you love; someone who can appreciate your, as well as their, delight in the pleasure.

    I guess it's just my romantic nature, but when I find a particularity appealing set of glasses I still only buy two, even though I am single. I know that the pair will be as fragile as the relationships I have known in my life, and that one half of the pair will be broken,... and part my company,... as has been my misfortune,...and I still buy only two,...I'm still holding out hope.

    In the meantime, I drink my wine from one of a pair, at night, and alone. The rest of the broken pairs (solitary wineglasses) no longer see any use, they're more like relics, and not really a collection.
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