"And I Turned the Pages..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

To-day I filled in for Waen at her pottery class, since she's in Tennessee, and I threw clay on the wheel for the first time. It's such an odd feeling, sort of a oh-in-my-hands-is-this-thing-I've-made, and it was so small and fit perfectly in my hands, and even when it collapsed I couldn't let it go. I just kept thinking, oh, oh, look at this tiny little thing I've made, isn't that amazing?

On the way home Mum and I talked about having a baby. I said I thought I'd feel possessive, sort of oh, my goodness, this tiny beautiful little person is mine. Mum said what she mostly thought was, oh, my God, it's so tiny and I'm holding it, look at those tiny little fingers, didn't know anything could be that tiny, oh.

Besides the squished vase, I made a big fish tile, a butterfly, and a huge pile of little clay hearts.

Comments

[mhari.livejournal.com]

Because he is a silly.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

But--but--letters!

[illgotten.livejournal.com]

If he doesn't appreciate his, I will smack him around till he does.

(also? Check it out.)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

You're my hero. ^_^

(Ohhhhhhhhhh, my, it's so pretty.)

[illgotten.livejournal.com]

*bows*

(*totallynotsmug* As godforsaken back ends of nowhere go, it's easy on the eyes.)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

(Translating as perfectly beautiful. ^_^)

[illgotten.livejournal.com]

(Shush, I'm a contented expatriate.)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

(I love you, sir.)