i’m told the cast iron has stashed itself in my wife’s office/studio/witch hut, may get a pic yet.
this silly thing, though…it was commissioned for me from an excellent local potter with, unfortunately, not a lot of teapot experience. the lid is too small and too close to the little handle to make using actual loose-leaf tea reasonable, and it pours like a guy who been holding it for awhile - a powerful stream nearly straight ahead instead of down into the cup. better on the shelf, sadly. it’s got four little turtle feet on the bottom. if only its usefulness approached its cuteness level…