A View from the Ivory Throne
I just repainted my lou Grilled Cheese yellow. I have a little magazine rack if you need something to read while nature takes it’s course. I have often found myself reading the ingredients in tooth paste and deodorant for something to do. I don’t sit well and for very long. So I figure if ya forgot your glasses you need some art to look at. So you can sit and stare at my wall of shame. There is a colourful bowl from my flirtation with e-ware, a couple of Mary Bowron’s, notice the tiny Emma Smith coke spoon resting on top, there is my new Ronnie the Rat woodpecker, a hakeme brush from Peter’s valley and a Dylan Bowen plate from my trip to England last year to do the Potter’s Conference in Wales. Every piece in my house has it’s own story and a personal memory for me.
So if you turn to your right you will see a couple of old beautifully carved windows I bought while in China and if you turn to your left you will see my new shower curtain of little duckies. Robin and my grand daughter Julia are visiting for a couple of days and I needed a new shower curtain. I like these duckies and I am the decorator in my man cave so I can have whatever I like. Ya gotta stay young to grow old is my motto.
Hey Doc as soon as Julia is in La-la land I’m making Robin a Negroni and we’ll talk of love found and loves lost. One of the most amazing riches one can have is when your children become the best of friends.