‘In front of the cave mouth a wealth of poppies flourish, and innumerable herbs, from whose juices dew-wet night gathers sleep, and scatters it over the darkened earth’ - Ovid Metamorphoses translated by A. S. Kline

Please don’t put this treasure in the dishwasher, it can handle a vigorous hand wash!

Handsculpted earthenware, made and glazed by Dom

Dimensions - 39cm x 30cm