Instagram kept on disappearing! Settings didn't"t work, but I was busy. I had not worked in porcelain in years And there I was pinching, coiling and tapping, looking, looking, looking. It felt like mud, yet slowly a form was beginning to take shape. Sometimes the body remembers. I used to throw this stuff on the potters wheel. Instagram and settings are still off and I am visiting the zoo known as Apple today.
We try to keep it private. We put signs all around and hope people read them. The pool is just for us, small, a bit old, but I love lying on my back and looking at the sky and watching the trees against it. I am especially happy when Bernie is swimming nearby. Just a simple pleasure on a summer day. I remember with happiness the raucous sound of family in the pool. What joy.