Well, I’m into ceramics, this week. Next week. . . we’ll see.
So far I have learned that it is like working with hollow egg shells, I’ve learned that it takes a lot more getting ready than in actually turning out vases and flower pots and other things of beauty.
I’m working on a canister set - it looked the easiest of all the possibles. If (not when, but “if”) I finish these I have great plans for a cake cover with strawberries buried in white icing. From there, who knows? I may need to set up a roadside stand out at the junction this Summer to peddle my wares.
Today, February 14, is the day to plant Irish potatoes. or at least that’s when my Uncle Tom Blanton used to plant them. Some folks plant on March 17 and others plant when they take a big notion. Russell Duffer told me that once his father received so much “sure” advise about planting potatoes, that he got confused and tried to play it safe by planting on February 14, March 17 and another time when the moon was right. That’s the year the Duffers raised, and consequently had to eat, so many Irish potatoes that they almost began speaking with an Irish accent!
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