Whoopee! In what has felt like one of the longest and busiest weeks ever, we finally made it to Friday. We’re crawling to the finish line, but we’re gonna get there!
This weekend brings with it the beginning of our school fall break and we couldn’t be more excited than to have a bit of time to catch our breaths and move to our own pace. We’ve got a lot of things planned. So, here’s to adventures!
WOOOO-HOOOO! School’s out for summer!!! Here’s to early morning runs with the sunrise and staying up late till the stars come out, watching movies on the vintage projection screen. Here’s to eating pimento cheese sandwiches and potato chips for lunch and drinking sweet tea. Here’s to lazing about listening to music and reading books and playing board games. Here’s to hot summer days and cool summer evenings, to waffle cones stuffed with homemade ice-cream, to picnics and candlelight filled nights. To cooking new recipes and making old favourites. Here’s to just being, to catching our breaths, to make-out sessions on the couch. Here’s to summer sewing projects and art exhibitions and long strolls in the park and visiting the fair and eating our weight in funnel cakes. Here’s to adventure! Here’s to the summer, long may it last!
School’s out for summer! I can hear Alice Cooper singing those sweet lines in my head as I type. Here’s to road trips, long walks, sleeping in, staying up late. To new adventures. To having a movie fest, playing board games and cards. To eating delicious food prepared at a slow pace.
Here’s to living off PB&J and pimento cheese sandwiches, laying in the sun and eating potato chips. To spur of the moment picnics. To making out while listening to good tunes and to taking each day as it comes. Here’s to summer, long may she last!
We made it through the week! It’s always exciting to wake up on a Friday and go to work, the day always seems brighter, knowing it is the last of the working week. But this week, getting through was a particular feat, as there has been more downs than ups.
Mr. Michie is one of the chaperones at the prom tonight. I can’t wait to hear his stories when he gets home. It is being held in an old barn, which will just be beautiful. My high school always had our prom in the cafeteria. I never went to prom. My girlfriends and I would always have a big night out instead. I don’t regret not going. I’ve always marched to my own little beat anyway.
I don’t often have an evening to myself, so I plan on watching a movie with a bowl of popcorn and stretching out on the couch.
Hopefully the weekend brings a bit of much needed quiet and rest with it. Here’s to the weekend, long may it last!
We had so much fun over the Easter weekend, I don’t know where the time went? I made a batch of The Pioneer Woman’s “Refrigerator Dinner Rolls” out of her Dinnertime cookbook to go along with our Easter meal. It’s a marvellous recipe. The dough can stay refrigerated for up to five days, so you can have freshly made rolls anytime you want. Let’s just say that a hot roll, oozing with French salted butter makes me very happy!
Easter Morning was also our first day of “Springing Forward”. We’re three days in and I’m still thrown off. Funny how jet lag doesn’t get me, but change the time by one little hour and I’m a walking zombie.
We’ve had peeks here and there of sunshine, but it keeps eluding us. It’s been very windy here of late and I keep checking on my pots outside to make sure they haven’t blown away. Mr. Michie helped me stabilise our little olive tree yesterday, as he kept taking a nose dive with the storm gales. I’m ready to replenish our pots and baskets with some colour here and there, but as the weather hasn’t been so nice, we are waiting to head out to the nursery to pick new flowers. Hopefully that’s a job we can accomplish this week.
I love the school breaks when we just get to march to our own beat. Well, for the most part anyway, as there is always school work to still be done either at home or at school itself. But, I’m always grateful for the time that we have together. Where we just roll along, going with the day where it takes us.
I’m sitting at my kitchen table tonight, getting together my ideas and finalising my game plan for a class I will be teaching this term. This little fox is staring at me while I work. Which is appropriate as I am sketching out a patterned fox design as an example of what I would like the class to do.
The past two mornings it has been chilly outside. The light is changing, the shadows are lengthening. There was dew on everything this morning as I stepped outside to walk to the train station.
Fall is coming, you can just feel it. Summer will leave us soon and Autumn will wrap us in a carpet of crunchy leaves, frosty mornings, rainy days, lavender-blue-gray skies and the first bite of chill. I’m waiting.
Here are all my finished pieces. At least the ones I decided to keep. I practiced my turning technique on pieces I wasn’t too crazy about. Above is what I have to show for a week’s worth of work, a lot more ended up in the reclaim pile.
They will now dry out for about a week, then get bisque fired and then I will return to glaze them. So stay tuned, I’ll let you know how everything turns out.
Here are just a few of my pieces, I thought I would share with you. I made a small vase this morning “off the hump”, just to get warmed up. My tutor showed me how to make plates and bowls today, she makes it look wonderfully seamless as her hands move in, out, across and around. It doesn’t always look like that when I try, However, this afternoon, I made the perfect bowl.
The stars aligned, the sun shone from the heavens, the angels were singing, because everything went just right! I pulled the clay up perfectly with no issues and used my metal kidney to slowly start to form a bowl and little by little the shape took form. Once, I was happy, I called it a day, because you don’t want to mess with a good thing. The bowl I attempted to make after that, turned out fat and slightly off, but who cares? I got one right and it felt so good.
Tomorrow, I’m turning all my pieces out and glazing till my heart’s content.