Pottery. Photography. And All Things Handmade.
2020 has sucked. It has really sucked. I lost my mom in June. Lost my mother in-law in September. And lost Miss Kitty, who was 20 years young, this week. “The earth will never be the same againRock, water, tree, iron, share this greifAs distant stars participate in the pain. A candle snuffed, a falling... Continue Reading →
This is not the post I had in mind for today but it's Monday so . . . I overslept. I woke up to husband having video conference with his work colleagues at the kitchen table. (He's been working from home since the Mid-March covid virus outbreak.) This meant I had to make my power... Continue Reading →
The back porch has a half dozen handmade pet dishes filled to the brim with cool fresh water. I made them just for her, Miss Kitty. She prefers drinking from the Tonka dump truck. It used to be our son's now it's our grandson's Miss Kitty's. So, I keep it filled with cool fresh water.... Continue Reading →
Originally posted in September 2018! Not much has changed in our backyard. We are a little older and hopefully a little wiser. Summer vacation? Well, I really didn't have one but I sure enjoyed my summer! I enjoy summer, vacation or not. Summer is my favorite season! Being on our back porch throwing things,... Continue Reading →
Facebook. Twitter. Instagram. I'm finding the whole social media thing overwhelming. I can't seem to keep up. I started this blog to promote my business as a potter. Then I started a facebook page followed opening an instagram account. Blogging and facebook I can do from my desk top. Yeah! Instagram, not so much. Boo!... Continue Reading →
Writers make writing look so easy. Is writing as difficult for them as it is me? I'm certainly not an avid writer but I do write: journals, letters, notes, lists. I seem to be more of a lister than a writer. I have many lists of things I want to write about. The problem is... Continue Reading →
I'm not a writer. Writing is something I hope to achieve one day. I do write: journals, letters, notes, lists. I seem to be more of a lister than a writer. I have lists of things I want to write about. I just have no words. I have no words for the injustices happening around... Continue Reading →
I am forever grateful for the sense of peace I had in June with my Mom during her last days in hospice care. All transgressions fell aside. They mattered no more. There was simply acceptance, love and peace. Today, I find myself longing for the peace I had in June. “Families are inherently unmanageable... Continue Reading →
Happy whatever day it is! With dear husband working from home since mid-March, it is as if every day is Saturday. Not that he works from home on Saturdays but he is home. Every day. Both of us in the house through the week has taken some getting used to. I think we will survive.... Continue Reading →
Deep in the earth I woke, I stirred. I said: "Was that the Spring I heard? For something called!" "No, no," they said; "Go back to sleep. Go back to bed. You're far too soon; The world's too cold For you, so small," So I was told. But how could I go back to sleep? I... Continue Reading →
I don’t know if it was just me or what but this holiday season seemed to fly by so quickly. I think father time is anxious to start a new decade! From our house to yours, Happy New Year!
It seems as if just yesterday was early fall. Leaves changing from summer green to magnificent shades of red, yellow and orange then falling to the ground. As November came to a close, families gathered. A time to be thankful and overeat. The next season is upon us. Christmas and winter hard to ignore. Bare... Continue Reading →
