PORCH SITTING WITH KOI

Porch Sitting with Koi
First time for lights
Glowing beauties
Conga line through aging lilies
Roy Orbison
Crying
Small to Medium
Two Generations floating in clear waters
Side dance from the first
Magnificent Seven

Terry Grosvenor

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Space for Pottery

While attempting to care for our Shit-zu, Maxwell (recovering from major knee reconstruction) assisting him in mastering the odd spatial experiences resulting from wearing a bucket (Elizabethan collar) on his head, watering to keep plants that yearn for cool weather surviving in 89 degree October heat, leading 15-year-old Molly (our Pekingnese) and 16-year-old Mr. Buttons (half Pekingnese and half Shit-zu) in and out of the doors several times a day, calling repairmen to take care of “this old house”, card-making, writing letters, and performing other routine household tasks, I took time to enjoy several hours of pottery glazing with friend, DeAun, today. Glazing and painting: my relaxation, my happiness, my joy, amidst all of this somewhat self-created turmoil.
Pottery is a relationship between me and the clay; between me and my creative side.