Well I just got in from a workshop in Ottawa where I set up a show and then had a two day hands on workshop with 12 keeners. It still amazes me how I can make some good saves with pots that look like there is no way possible to help them survive. I had a knickname at Sheridan as Mr. Mojo because of my ability to correct a problem. It just comes with the magic of your hands and not giving in.
I was then able to visit my son Jay and my two grand daughters for Father's Day. My pride in being a father is surpassed by the pride I have in the great job my son and his wife Denise have done in raising Abby and Olivia.
I am pooped from the week, the driving, the being on and now I have to get ready early in the morning for another workshop of sorts. My group of wood firers are arriving to load the big bourry box tomorrow. We fire Tuesday and Wednesday. I need to either glaze for a gas firing or start making so that when I get back in mid July from Wales I have some pots. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention I am off to Wales next week to present at the Aber