Hello August

Typically right now, Jeff and I are on the road hauling a trailer to the League of NH Craftsmen's show at Mt. Sunapee Resort, in New Hampshire. Last year we decided we needed a break. I can't tell you how much more enjoyable the last few weeks have been! While there were still firing deadlines to meet, we haven't spent days sanding, pricing, and packing pots. Aside from show prep, we would have to get our personal stuff packed, and our home ready for our wonderful house and gallery sitters.

We spent most Saturdays in July participating in the Seagrove area wide event, "Stepping into the Craft". We had lots of people of all ages sign up for one hour pottery classes. We did three sessions, each Saturday, and most spaces were filled. It was a lot of work, but also very enjoyable.

We will miss seeing our patrons, friends, and family at the fair. As of right now, Jeff and I don't know how long a break we will take. Will we go back next year? Probably not. But who knows about 2021!

If all goes as planned, we will head to New England in October. We will visit with family, deliver pots to a few galleries... and hopefully eat some lobster.

Spring, Sprang, Sprung

I stepped out the door this morning and was surprised at the warm spring air. The house was chilly and I had turned up the heat, not realizing I probably could have opened a window instead.

This is my favorite time of year in North Carolina. Everything is blooming. Most of the daffodils have gone by but the petite white ones are always a little later. 

 The mahonia is looking pretty cool right now. I had never seen this plant until I moved here.

I unloaded the bisque kiln yesterday and started prepping for today's glaze marathon.
Tomorrow is firing day.

Our schedule is a little off (like that's anything new). We had an unexpected change in plans for the upcoming weeks, but I will leave that to another post.

Life can turn on a dime...

I took Jeff to the airport yesterday and he is now in S. Korea. I came home and booked a flight to NH. My sister Anita's husband passed away unexpectedly and I want to be there for her and their three girls. I will always remember how much Steve loved to be on the water (that's him, on the far right). Whether it be cruising Lake Winnipesaukee in his own boat, or renting one when our families would meet in Naples, FL to escape the long New Hampshire winter.
Steve was always the captain.
We will miss you.