Saturday, March 2

...clay feet!





...that sounds quite old testament-like doesn't it?...
...well they are for some pieces that I made many years ago but never really liked the plaster feet that I put on them at the time  ....I think they look rather good just sitting here...
...that high instep is very McClellandish...those in the know...will know!!
..oh yes and the hammer toes ditto!

Friday, March 1

Would wood?






 March 1st and the wood is low...a quick call to Joe the wood man for one more load and then hopefully the actual spring....
....it's the first of that today apparantly...
... will have warmed the bones enough to do without a blazing fire early each day.
Meantime the potter has cleared the dry stuff from the back...have you noticed how things make their way to the back of cupboards?...


...and is tidying the green wood up for next winter....brrrr!!!



...nothing as artistically pleasing as a pile of stacked wood in a wood shed me thinks!

Men and their sheds.....!

Thursday, February 28

The Thrush...



It is just the sort of morning to get out there and be physical!.....
So with rake in hand I collected the twigs that come down from the crack willow...I know it should be given another name nowadays...it could get a bad reputation....
...anyways...as I hauled the debris from the driveway...there in the corner a beautiful collection of empty snail shells!!


...the work of one of the thrushes in the back field.....
.....don't you just love these precious birds...
...and how perfectly he ...or she!...has winkled the goodies out of the shell.
Knows a thing or two...perhaps learnt from the French!!

Tuesday, February 26

Grandgirls in the studio.


When the southern grandgirls come up to stay ...the cry goes up...
..."pops came we make something in the studio?"
This is good as there may be a slight possibility therefore that one of them could...and I emphasise ...could...think in the future of taking over the making of the ceramics!
No pressure then!!
Whether that ever happens or not, the art produced in these sessions, absolutely lacks of fear from any criticism....
..how good is that in this high-powered world of success!!  I love it.





...so I said..."who will take it over?"...and one was designated....but I'm not telling which one it was as she has a lot of growing up and having fun to do before any of that happens.

Monday, February 25

The Bike Deserted.




The instructions from the medical man....no cycling at the moment!

Oh dear....it's a bit like cutting off his arm, for the potter.....he is used to cycling everywhere.
In younger days I can remember him coming back from the local wood yard with half a shed on the back of the bike and the usual grin on his face which always meant that he knew I would shake my head in exasperation....but with nothing that I could do about it!
So walking out has now sort of taken over, which means it's much easier for us to do it together.
Yesterday we walked from Sankey Bridges....

 
... along the Sankey Canal to where it meets the Mersey.




While we have lived in this area for more than 40 years...we had never taken the path before!
Partly because, when we first arrived here the site, which had been part of a farm, was just being turned over to a rubbish tip.....so pungent smell and seagulls in their thousands!
Now it's greened and treed...if that is a word... you know a bit like treen....and if not then I've just made it up!!!



Sankey Brook runs a few yards from our front door and was used in the earliest attempts to make a usable water way down to the River Mersey, and thence on out to the port of Liverpool.




It was Sankey Canal that was then dug out as the first proper one, and used to send coal  down to the  Mersey and bring chemicals  back up for the glass works at St. Helens....


 ...and the mooring post for the barges are still there as a reminder of the history gone before.

The canal has now become a heritage site, and the route for the cycle and footpath of the Trans Pennine Trail...


..where there are always lots of serious walkers and cyclists .........

....and  there in the backround.... the power station at Fiddlers Ferry.


... this is "The Meeting of the Waters", as we say in Ireland.....
....Sankey Canal and the River Mersey.

Of course there is now that grand Manchester Ship Canal running through the town as well as the Mersey River.  but that's another story!


The railways came later and the tracks still run parallel to the canal ...coming from the direction of Liverpool...

...and travelling on east towards Manchester.




Anyway this is not a history lesson....honestly!!....just a post to put up photos of our local environment and for me to be shamed into realising that as I drove past it all every week, and never gave it a backward glance.......what other goodies have I missed in my hurray to grow old!!!! .