Ode to a mug

Is there any pleasure like the pleasure of a cup of tea in your new favorite mug?

I bought this mug at a honey farm in Cornwall last summer.  I wanted to take it to work to remind me of the blue horizon on grey, hard days when it feels like all I do is sleep and sit at my desk.  A few weeks ago I saw the same mug in a shop and suddenly remembered - what had happened to my mug?  I had misplaced it in the hustle of returning home and found it again today unexpectedly, which made the joy of first use even greater.  In celebration, I put hot chocolate in it and took it up to bed.