It must be summer.

It was busy around the studio last month with the most delightful people dropping by for grad gifts, wedding presents and such. I know I wouldn't have been potting for forty plus years if it weren't for the fact that pottery lovers are the best. And it's so great when people who have been driving by for years make their way in the door. They express such delight and surprise. Like, what did they think was going on behind the pottery sign? And sometimes, of course, it's someone I know somewhat. The clerk from a store I shop in, a library worker, that sort of thing. That's always fun.
             My pace is such, now, that until I'm getting really low on something I don't get 'it' in gear. The lady who bought the last of the mugs yesterday spurred me on to get the kiln loaded up. So, off to pull some weeds because tomorrow I'll be up to my elbows in the glaze buckets.