In ancient times sprinklers of this variety were highly prized and quit rare. Imagine how much more precious it is now having survived centuries of upheaval, war and time's ravages...
In ancient times sprinklers of this variety were highly prized and quit rare. Imagine how much more precious it is now having survived centuries of upheaval, war and time's ravages to emerge into the light of our century even more lovely than ever! It is difficult to imagine the astonishing skill needed by a master glassmaker to create something so tender and delicate, so wonderfully translucent and pure, with its exquisite white thread weaving about the surface. It is like a spectrum on a dewdrop, weightless as a silken feather, immaculate as a soft breeze over jasmine. Its purity is like the essence of the perfume it once held, a testimony to the endurance of all things lovely, shinning its light through the ages.