Slightly Off Center

I unloaded the firing Friday morning, then immediately went into "preparing for Saturday Market" mode, followed by Market and sorting and inventory and... I'm finally sharing some pictures of the result.

Very good firing, a little over-reduced in spots, perhaps because the bag wall fell over again some time during the firing. Had to come back in Monday to straighten it out again, and refired a couple of electric kiln-loads to de-brown them a little. For the most part, however, everything was lovely, including the giant mixing bowls:

The seventy-five tall mugs:

And an assortment of other pots, bound for my booth at Saturday Market.

I've been spending an hour or two every day in the depths of Denise's office, going through old boxes of magazines and clippings, hoping to make room to store more useful--or at least recent--boxes out of the main rooms. Denise is getting knee surgery in a couple of weeks, and we're trying to make the space accommodating for a woman with a walker. Yesterday, Tiki (the calico kitty) decided to join me, sniffing about the newly exposed space, then abruptly losing interest, choosing to sit in the middle of the floor, staring out the window.

Cool, I thought, the birds are back at the feeder.

That's no chickadee.