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 →
Today was glazing day. And laundry day. Glazing and laundry on the same day? What could go wrong? I shouldn't ask. It is still 2020 after all! While eating lunch, I noticed a young Robin drinking from one of Miss Kitty's handmade water bowls. It is nice see other critters enjoying a drink from my... Continue Reading →
What can I say. . . Coronacoaster pretty much sums up this year. Coronacoaster meme from a facebook friend
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 →
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 →
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 →
Life has completely turned upside down since the changing of the clocks back in March of 2020. At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if the dinosaurs returned. Today, the dinosaurs have, indeed, returned much to our grandson's delight! I am delighted the dinosaurs prefer lettuce over sunflowers!
I have a love hate relationship with the face-mask. Mostly hate. My Mom is hearing impaired. She reads lips. Due to her declining health, she is in hospice care. Everyone must wear a mask because of the virus. Mom cannot hear people who wear masks. Those who lip read like my Mom watch the whole... Continue Reading →
I am sensing a theme for this year. Mayhem. Life has changed since early March. Shelter at home. Social distancing. Face masks. Shortage of toilet paper, Lysol spray and disinfectant wipes. Here it is June of 2020. I think I have finally grown accustomed to dear husband working from home. Both of us have learned... Continue Reading →
