The nest isn't quite empty in the way our front porch robins managed it along (twice!) this summer, but the transition from being mom and dad of a high schooler to that of a college coed is more difficult than I ever imagined. I know many are in the same boat. It is an emotional ride- a "tour de France" in the art of parenting. We'll all make it, I know...
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The hip is back as good as it could be. No ill effects. My concerns about working in the studio are just a memory. As with an earlier surgery, I am impressed with the skill and craftsmanship these surgeons possess.
After a summer of production (I must be getting older- the hot studio doesn't bother me as before) and relaxation (a beautiful week on the Cape), I hope to get the salt kiln arch redone so I begin to fire the work made. The recent porcelain work is in need of a good salting. I have a good inventory of bisque; the wood kiln is ready to go. I hope find the time to develop some new glazes and tweak the ash glazes in the studio. Except for the tuition bills, I am excited about the coming year.
