After a series of almost comically nasty delays, including the temporary transformation of Duckworth Street into a river, we got water back on Thursday. Yaaaaay!
I’ve been busily glazing, with brief firing and teaching respites, since. Today was a particularly long marathon. The very last pre-Folk Fest firing will be loaded tomorrow, and fired Tuesday. I am swinging between “Phew! Glad the hard part’s done!” and “ARGHNOOOOWHATHAVEISCREWEDUPNOW? I won’t find out in time to fix it!!1!”
And tomorrow, the serious planning starts for the beach fire. But that’s another post, for when I have more sleep and less sore.