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Day 10 – potting

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Writing into Life

Pots in progress

After a morning walk with Lydia, I spent an afternoon at the studio, doing some further work on pots I started a while ago.

It’s a slow process for me, but a good one.

It was good too to be in the company of people that I haven’t been in the company of for a while. 

The studio shutters were up and the rain belted down at times. It felt a bit like being in a tent when it’s raining, a sensation I’ve always loved, providing the tent itself isn’t leaking. 

Before the studio session, I picked up some pots from Imogen who had fired them for me.  I’m particularly pleased with two bowls that were a bit experimental in terms of finish.  Experiments do sometimes pay off.

Coming home, I give Lydia her tea – hand-fed as always.  She loves it, especially finishing with a raw chicken wing, followed by a dental stick. Her teeth are in really good condition I’m pleased to say.

Trev brings home fish and chips. I have mine with curry sauce.

It’s a mellow evening as we move from summer to autumn.  Who knows what tomorrow may bring?

Day 10

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Continuing the story of Lydia and Me

All planted up, ready for the Show on Sunday

I’m steadily getting ready to put some of my ceramic work up for sale at the Aldborough & Boroughbridge Show on Sunday.  It’s taking place at Newby Hall near Ripon, so a fabulous venue, and should be a good day.

This morning, I had a lovely time outside, planting up some pots to enhance my display.

I’ve bought a few embellishments – hearts, butterflies, dragonflies – to add further interest.

I enjoy setting up a stand for a day. It’s good to meet different people: talk about pots; talk about the weather. It’s good to get sales too, of course!

After planting up my pots, I did some weeding in the garden.  Lydia helped me, just by being there.  I told her she was helping me and she went on to prove it even further, by doing some digging. Lydia does her digging and I do my weeding.  I’m hoping we’ll have more garden time together over the summer, just doing what we feel like doing.