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Thursday, July 5, 2012

The big boys are going in the kiln, Johnny comes to Whynot and brings Mrs. G

First off because this is a pottery blog about our daily lives as potters I am posting up the loading of the kiln. We are putting in the big vases and bottles with a what ever will happen will happen attitude. There is that point where you just have to leave it to the kiln and heat to finish off what you have made. There is no way of knowing until you take this step. So here we go that pots are going in the kiln.


When we finished glazing the other day it was just too bloody hot to load and fire. So we left everything on the carts and took a breather to spend some time with new friends.
I had meet a blogger, Mrs.G, who had decided to drive cross county visiting, meeting and getting to know her many readers. At first Whynot was not on the list for a stop. I begged and promised food, shelter, rest, fun, a tour of pottery shops, food, laughs, food, can you see my where I was going.
 Short of pure out and out begging and grovelling I kept my fingers crossed she was coming. I received an email that finally said she had worked it out and would be in NC, at Whynot, on the 3rd and 4th. Whoopee! Emails went off to fellow NC folks who wanted to come and meet her and the next thing you know we are a party. By the time Mrs. G rolled in off the highways we had several readers here and a husband, plus my Mark. We ate, laughed, ate, talked, ate had a few gin and tonics and felt like family although we had never meet each other in person before. Readers, it was a blast.

 Mrs. G also brought along a friend on her trip (given to her by the Atlanta crowd).
 Johnny was in the house.
 I had some time alone with Johnny this morning as he followed me around the yard on my morning chores.
We went out to check the blueberries.
  Over to open the shop.

 Over to water the garden.

You can see he wanted to stay with me.
But this morning we said a fond farewell as he headed down the highway with Heather to meet up with other readers of Mrs. G at Derfwad Manor.
Bye Heather!

You can check in on the travels here.

Meanwhile back to the kiln loading and firing.