It’s the day before Thanksgiving. All the plump turkeys were dreading this Thanksgiving year, myself the worst. I was the biggest turkey on the farm! I had a plan to survive the holiday. I was going to become a guinea! Yes, it would be tough lowering myself to that level, but in desperate times we
I had a blast learning about pottery with Kate. There’s just something wonderful about sculping clay after a long day at work. After learning how to use the wheel, and various tools, I tied on my apron. Sitting down with my ball of clay, I carefully put it in the middle circle of the wheel.