The current fad is for twiddle muffs. The local hospital is appealing for some, to comfort the restless hands of patients with dementia, so I thought I would try one. I hope they do work for the patients.
I can no longer sit down in the conservatory. Every surface is full of seedlings, and now the recliner is filled up as well. I was using up old seeds and thought the germination rate would be down, so I sowed an excess. I think every seed must have germinated … especially the radicchio.
The latest firing produced the second round of lace pots and porcelain bud vases. One of the lace planters slithered through my hands, fell, and struck the concrete with a sounding clang. Bizarrely, it then bounced, and was neither marked nor cracked. That high fired stoneware delivers value sometimes.
This vase looks like a teeny tiny cooling tower: