Early August

Everything was glazed on time for the Folk Fest. It all came out lovely.

The festival itself went well; Saturday was dead slow but Friday and Sunday made up for it. I had to take a break Saturday and be a groomsman at my friend Matthew’s wedding, so that was fun. I didn’t get to see much of the reception, unfortunately[1], but I’m told the cephalopot teaset I made them went over well. They even went down to Britania Teas on Water Street, to purchase some tea, to be brewed in the teapot, when they get settled away in Halifax.

The music was good, the weather was (barring Saturday afternoon’s deluge) excellent, and the Lantern Festival people were out with a few specimens from this year, including this architectural marvel:

Once the Folk Fest was over, there was hardly time to catch my breath but the beach fire was upon us. It’s the main fundraiser for the studio; every year, volunteers spend a month or two making pots, which are bisqued, and then wrapped in seaweed, salt, copper, rope, rope soaked in salt, rope soaked in copper salts, copper scrub brushes, more seaweed, and wire. The pots get taken down to Middle Cove Beach, where they’re pit-fired and sold on the spot. This year we also had some manure in the pit, as that’s supposed to give blues and purples. We didn’t get as much as I’d been hoping for, but it’s a start.

I was working that day, but the Boss Lady let me off early, so I got to see the pots being unloaded, and help out a little with the odd jobs at the end. Then I went swimming in the ocean.[2]

And on Sunday I had some damn sleep.

[1]I was in a rush to get back to the park before my booth help turned into a pumpkin and went home for supper.

[2] It was cold. I had to be dared multiple times to do it, because I knew it would be cold, and lo, I was right.[3]

[3] Oh, okay. It was fun too.

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