Sunny days
Today is the most beautifully sunny day – and very cold.  These bright blue skied days with the crisp cold are one of my favourite times of year.  This morning, our back garden was frozen with a hoar frost, encasing the leaves and emphasising their shapes.  Now that I’m writing this, I’m wondering why I didn’t get my camera out, but the small matter of getting my son and I ready to leave the house has something to do with it!
In my workshop, the weather makes a huge difference to feel of the space. Â If the sun shines, light floods in from a great big window that was the old double-doored entrance to the stable block and the door that we use now is also glass. Â The room heats up and a particular favourite pastime is to have a tea break sitting at the window, dosing up on vitamin D in the cold winter months. Â
I live in the city and commute to the countryside which helps me notice the changing of the seasons even more strongly because I’m not constantly surrounded by it in such a big way. My farmer landlord tells me about his daily activities, be they drilling (sowing) sugar beet or harvesting parsley.
Now, the blossom is starting to explode in the hedgerows and I can hear a few more birds calling. Â The daffodils are threatening to take over from the snowdrops and the crocuses are poking up as well to add a different colour to the proceedings. Â The days are getting longer and I no longer have to do a balancing act between getting my keys out, turning out the main lights and then the kitchen lights before madly waving outside to get the sensor light to come on and show me where the keyhole is to lock up. Â
My pots dry more slowly in the winter so I have to wait for two days to turn a pot over after it has been thrown to turn it, when I carve the bottom.  They also take longer to reach greenware, when a pot is totally dry and is no longer cold to the touch.  Then they are ready to fire, although in my impatience, I’ve discovered that I can get away with firing pots that are not quite dry yet.  This was a huge relief just before Christmas when I crammed a kiln full of commission pieces and pots for my next sale and then went on holiday to Germany for a few days.  The joy of opening a kiln that not full of rubble but in fact, of shiny beautiful pots that I could sell is hard to describe!












