#tropicalfirehose Potter's Journal

From my blogging buddy who knows too much about me. Enjoy, or perhaps, "pity the fool that is I"

Pottery Journal by @Klineola "Today, after a massive rain, I hauled 15 barrow-fulls of gravel from the road back onto my driveway"
— Matt Pogatshnik (@bozodeluxe) July 4, 2013

@Klineola "After, some sweet iced-tea, I decided to scythe. The sound of the blade on the grass put me in a medatative state."
— Matt Pogatshnik (@bozodeluxe) July 4, 2013

@Klineola "The rhythm of my motions, the smell of the grass, the freshly turned gravel nearby. . . .. "
— Matt Pogatshnik (@bozodeluxe) July 4, 2013

@Klineola "I paused to feed my chickens, listening to their clucking."
— Matt Pogatshnik (@bozodeluxe) July 4, 2013

@Klineola "Then I remembered I had some pots drying in the sun! Dammit, that was, like, three hours ago! I ran up the hill to the studio."
— Matt Pogatshnik (@bozodeluxe) July 4, 2013

oh wait, nothing's dryin-version:

@Klineola Edit: "Then remembered I had pots in hot box! Dammit! Ran up the hill to studio: rocks! Listened to Jazz, thought about scything."
— Matt Pogatshnik (@bozodeluxe) July 4, 2013