Hey, you! Yes, you! I need YOUR help!

This is my mug. I love my mug. I use it every day. It feels so good in my hand. I can slip my fingers thru the handle, my forfinger resting just perfectly in the indentation at the top. It's ideal for coffee, holding just enough that I can finish it before it goes cold. It's also wonderful for tomato soup and Ritz crackers, holding just the right amount, keeping it toasty warm all the way to the end. I love the colour. I love the vaguely Oriental feel of it. I. Love. My. Mug.

I got it at a craft fair. I don't like craft fairs. I don't GO to craft fairs. I'm not into country decor and I find craft fairs to be rife with such dreck. Graft fairs generally make me get the screaming heebie jeebies, so this is a big deal. I think it's safe to say that I'm not a craft fair kinda girl.

But this craft fair is different. First of all, it's outside, in Woodstock, CT, in the fall. There are horse chestnuts on the ground, the leaves are only gorgeous and there's a smell of apples and wood fires and pumpkins in the air. It's fanfuckingtastic. Second of all, it's at Roseland Cottage. I love Roseland Cottage. It's beautiful.

It's Gothic Revival. I do love me some Gothic Revival.

Anyway. Back to the fair.

In addition to some amazing kettle corn, this fair boasts a goodly showing of potters. I love pottery. I don't have too many pieces, but my other favourite piece was also bought at this fair.

TCBIM hates her, but I think she's gorgeous.

Today, TCBIM noticed that my beloved mug is cracked. I very nearly started crying. So my plea to you, dear internets, is this: Does anyone recognize this mug? Does anyone recognize the signature of the potter? I believe he's in CT, but it could also be NH or VT.


I've been trying the Google all day, to no avail. I'm so upset about this that it's bordering on ridiculous.