Tuesday, January 09, 2007

today.....



Today..... When I woke up there was mist all through the trees and the Summer Beauty Eucalyptus was bright pink against the grey.



Our washing needs folding.....



Fizzy D slept in her big bed for the first time last night. There is a craft to motherhood. The materials are so volatile, sometimes it is more like witchcraft than the quiet craft of making pots. But in the beginning I used to feel like the clay was a weird, live substance and I was just barely trying to keep it going in the vague direction I wanted- I pretty much always feel like this about being a mother. Scary, volatile, exhilarating, and at times (odd times) peaceful.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

you turn crumpled sheets into a divine vision. comfort and warmth.

I'll be calling you my Aunty Shannon, from now on.

xx

CHIC-HANDSOME said...

good year