Counting down
Aug. 1st, 2023 05:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
offcntrIt's been a long couple of days.
We unloaded the kiln Sunday, sorted and priced and inventoried. It wasn't a brilliant firing, a lot of oxidation, but most of the work was still salable. Nothing so over-reduced that it needed refiring, so that's a plus. Then I spent all Monday pulling everything out of the van, choosing work for next weekend's show, replacing display hardware with what I need for a 10-foot booth, filling extra sandbags for Anacortes' windswept street. (And feeling a little cheated. Sakrete's 50-lb. Play Sand bags must've been weighed wet. Dry, they only had about 43 lbs. Fortunately, I found an old sandbag on the back porch that gave me enough to get each bag within reach of 25 lbs. Hoping 50 lbs. of weight on each leg will keep my booth from walking away if the wind picks up.
Today it's small errands. Print out motel info and move-in packet. Clean up the kitchen. Do a few loads of laundry, pick up a reserve book, sign up for a September firing. I baked cookies this morning, and picked another quart-and-a-half of blackberries. Will bake a pie tonight, to share with Denise's cousins in Seattle when we stop there tomorrow evening for dinner. Still have to sort out clothing, pack food and coolers; that'll be a tomorrow morning job.
Meanwhile, here's a few pies from the last firing.
We unloaded the kiln Sunday, sorted and priced and inventoried. It wasn't a brilliant firing, a lot of oxidation, but most of the work was still salable. Nothing so over-reduced that it needed refiring, so that's a plus. Then I spent all Monday pulling everything out of the van, choosing work for next weekend's show, replacing display hardware with what I need for a 10-foot booth, filling extra sandbags for Anacortes' windswept street. (And feeling a little cheated. Sakrete's 50-lb. Play Sand bags must've been weighed wet. Dry, they only had about 43 lbs. Fortunately, I found an old sandbag on the back porch that gave me enough to get each bag within reach of 25 lbs. Hoping 50 lbs. of weight on each leg will keep my booth from walking away if the wind picks up.
Today it's small errands. Print out motel info and move-in packet. Clean up the kitchen. Do a few loads of laundry, pick up a reserve book, sign up for a September firing. I baked cookies this morning, and picked another quart-and-a-half of blackberries. Will bake a pie tonight, to share with Denise's cousins in Seattle when we stop there tomorrow evening for dinner. Still have to sort out clothing, pack food and coolers; that'll be a tomorrow morning job.
Meanwhile, here's a few pies from the last firing.