In 2014 Ken bought tubs and built the shelves so I could store rags for rugs in a more organized manner. I filled tubs and people gave me more and more rags. I started saying no to more rags. Part of my mourning Ken’s death, and starting a life without him is sorting and cleaning. I find I want to clear the house and then introduce things back as needed or wanted. Space has become …
Since we had an open drive on highway eight, Ken and I were often caught off guard by unexpected customers and visitors. We could be in the garden or having a meal – you get the idea. We had a outdoor bath. And once, after taking a bath, Ken, with his towel around his neck , rounded the corner of the house to greet a familiar couple with me shopping for pots. Like Adam, he …
Right now I need privacy. This is a dramatic shift from decades of having an open drive and people coming at all hours to buy pottery and produce. Examples include people choosing a wedding gift by car headlights for the next day, people arriving at 7 a.m. for pottery shopping because it is the last hour of their vacation and they need to drive several hours to get home, a man coming at 7 p.m. …
