Whiskey Cups

I’ve been wanting to play around a little more with my forms and underglazes…I want to fiddle with new designs, mix more colours, and generally make things in a less structured way. I whipped up a few whiskey cups to use as tests before I go and glaze bigger things. Here are some of the results:

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More to come later in the week.

Tomatoes

Big ol’ tomatoes at the community garden.

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The melons are also looking happy. We’ve had the hottest summer in a long time (possibly forever). The first round of salad is mostly bolted or lacing up its sneakers, bit the second round is pretty much ready to be eaten. So life is pretty good.

Salmon Cove

Took the day off from pottery. Went to the breach with some friends.

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The water was frigid in places, and warm in others. And the sand was nice and warm, and shockingly sandy.[1]

The day also held fish and chips, pizza, a game of Cat And Chocolate (haunted house edition)[2], and my first viewing of Cabin in the Woods.

It was a good day.

[1] I live in Newfoundland. Rocky breaches ate the norm.

[2] I tied for the winning place, largely thanks to my chainsaw and a conveniently placed painting.

Melons?

Melons are a tropical fruit. They like it hot, and Newfoundland is not hot. Nevertheless, last year I tried to grow some. I picked a variety that is supposed to do well in a short growing season, and sprouted seeds indoors, and dutifully waited until after the frost date to put them out… And the wee sprouts just sorry of huddled in the cold and damp for a week and that was that. They didn’t get any bigger, they didn’t bloom, and they certainly did not produce melons. Not even when the summer eventually became the hottest, gloriousest one in the entirety of history.

So this year, I tried again, but I waited until July to set out my seedlings and have the roots covered in dark plastic in the hope that they’ll be warm enough under there to make up for any less-than-warm weather. And the wee sprouts have turned into slightly less wee vines, and have even started blooming.

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I have high hopes…

Bowls!

Bowls for the Folk Festival in August. I’m thinking of glazing them a little differently… Not totally differently, which is what I usually do when I get creatively restless. Just a little differently. Try out this “building on existing ideas” idea.

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Lilac Jelly

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The lilacs are blooming. They last for only a short time, but there are so many of them in my neighborhood that the smell of them is everywhere. I’ve been breathing it in for days, at home, at work, in the garden.

And I wondered if they were edible. They are. Several hours down the online rabbit hole later, my head was full of lilac (and dandelion and nasturtium and squash and violet and rose) recipes.

Lady night I made lilac scones (need more lilac; not very flavorful), and today I made lilac jelly (very tasty, if my preliminary spoon-lick test is anything to go by). I may have to pick some more flowers and dry them for future use.

Farrah the Cat

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This is Farrah. She’s a former stay from Calgary. Her owner, my brother’s wife’s brother, is going to England for his Masters degree in the fall, and she needs a place to stay until he gets back. Everybody else in the family is up to their limit in cats, living in dorms, or allergic to cats, so I offered my house as a spot to hang out. She’s here for a month, on a trial basis. If she gets along with the existing two cats, she’ll stay until next summer.

So far she has explored the house, noticed there were other cats, hidden under the futon from said cats, and claimed the biggest sunbeam in the house. We shall see how this goes.