The life lessons just don't quit. I was trying to bisque large plates and platters for the kiln going in tomorrow. I thought I fired the kiln slow enough to dry them out without risking explosion. Boy was I wrong. It looks like I blew up everything in the bisque. That means clay, work, electricity and more time all for naught.
I have decided to try to learn not to rush things as much, but knowing my character as I do, it is likely to happen again. This long weekend was long on lessons and trying my patience as a potter and a mom...time to slow down and focus. At least that's what I am saying on Monday....
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Oh Nancy! That is nasty. So sorry. Don't you wish sometimes the life lessons could just lighten up?
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