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Tag: wood stove

Posted on December 16, 2017

Daily Sketch 12/13/17

Rosco has commandeered the armchair to sleep close to the wood stove.

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May 7

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We had the pleasure of participating in Merry Farm Pottery’s April 2024 firing of their wood kiln. It takes a village to fire a wood kiln and what fun we had with all the fabulous potters who showed up to prep, load, fire, and unload. It is a multigenerational collaboration that warms and expands the heart. We are forever grateful to Micah Thanhauser of@merryfarmpottery for building the kiln and making this possible. 💕💕💕

We had the pleasure of participating in Merry Farm Pottery’s April 2024 firing of their wood kiln. It takes a village to fire a wood kiln and what fun we had with all the fabulous potters who showed up to prep, load, fire, and unload. It is a multigenerational collaboration that warms and expands the heart. We are forever grateful to Micah Thanhauser of@merryfarmpottery for building the kiln and making this possible. 💕💕💕 ...

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April 2, 2024 This evening, to the sound of the rain and the crackling fire, my middle adult child, Hannah Moore, and I peacefully decorated eggs. I experimented with using hot sloppy glue as a resist on the shells and dipping them into dye, while Hannah decorated hers meticulously with markers. The techniques and styles differed, but the focus and soothing quiet space between conversational reflection flowed seamlessly in-step and without effort. This ritual, begun when my kids were just toddlers, is what renews me at Easter. I didn’t realize how much I missed it until I was happily pushing hot glue into spherical patterns. Thank you, Hannah, for making sure we scheduled a time where I could revel in the creative process, too. 💕It is so easy to step into the role of organizer during the holidays and forget how much fun it is to participate.

April 2, 2024
This evening, to the sound of the rain and the crackling fire, my middle adult child, Hannah Moore, and I peacefully decorated eggs. I experimented with using hot sloppy glue as a resist on the shells and dipping them into dye, while Hannah decorated hers meticulously with markers. The techniques and styles differed, but the focus and soothing quiet space between conversational reflection flowed seamlessly in-step and without effort.

This ritual, begun when my kids were just toddlers, is what renews me at Easter. I didn’t realize how much I missed it until I was happily pushing hot glue into spherical patterns. Thank you, Hannah, for making sure we scheduled a time where I could revel in the creative process, too. 💕It is so easy to step into the role of organizer during the holidays and forget how much fun it is to participate. ...

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Jan 25

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I’m practicing doodling while listening in on remote meetings. My goal is to loosen up and draw without the conscious mind interfering - to just flow and let whatever emerges emerge. My hope is that this will crack something new open in my intentional compositions. I’m finding it fun, but challenging. It’s hard to get my inner judge to stop judging.

I’m practicing doodling while listening in on remote meetings. My goal is to loosen up and draw without the conscious mind interfering - to just flow and let whatever emerges emerge. My hope is that this will crack something new open in my intentional compositions. I’m finding it fun, but challenging. It’s hard to get my inner judge to stop judging. ...

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Nov 22

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I just unloaded a kiln full of hanging eyes, 4x4 Tapestry Tiles, and Dragon tiles. 😊💕 All tiles have hangers on the back. Our shop is open today (the 21st) from 10-4, from 10-2 on Thanksgiving day, from 10-4 on Friday and Saturday and from 2-4 on Sunday.

I just unloaded a kiln full of hanging eyes, 4x4 Tapestry Tiles, and Dragon tiles. 😊💕 All tiles have hangers on the back. Our shop is open today (the 21st) from 10-4, from 10-2 on Thanksgiving day, from 10-4 on Friday and Saturday and from 2-4 on Sunday. ...

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Nov 9

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I had fun decorating some dinner plates today. They are raw clay that I covered with white slip and then carved through. I hope they survive drying and multiple firings. 🤞 the photos show the front and back of the plate.

I had fun decorating some dinner plates today. They are raw clay that I covered with white slip and then carved through. I hope they survive drying and multiple firings. 🤞 the photos show the front and back of the plate. ...

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Oct 28

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October’s full moon riding. 🌙❤️😊

October’s full moon riding. 🌙❤️😊 ...

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Oct 3

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Cinnamon Apple Skillet cake from the @marthasvineyardmagazine Food section online (I subscribe to their “Cook the Vineyard” newsletter) SO delicious and perfect for this cool October day. 💕 The newsletter is compiled and written by @sixburnersue who also puts out her own fabulous writing available through Substack. 💕

Cinnamon Apple Skillet cake from the @marthasvineyardmagazine Food section online (I subscribe to their “Cook the Vineyard” newsletter) SO delicious and perfect for this cool October day. 💕

The newsletter is compiled and written by @sixburnersue who also puts out her own fabulous writing available through Substack. 💕 ...

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Oct 1

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I had a blast witnessing and assisting in the first firing of the @merryfarmpottery wood kiln. What a wonderful sense of community and camaraderie a wood kiln firing inspires! The last slide shows the surface on a piece that I had in the kiln. The mermaid relief was raw clay going in. I love the blush from the ash and salt. The glaze on the bottom was made by @creneyceramics and contained some island clay and wood ash. My head is stuffed with ideas for the next opportunity to fire in flame. 😊

I had a blast witnessing and assisting in the first firing of the @merryfarmpottery wood kiln. What a wonderful sense of community and camaraderie a wood kiln firing inspires! The last slide shows the surface on a piece that I had in the kiln. The mermaid relief was raw clay going in. I love the blush from the ash and salt. The glaze on the bottom was made by @creneyceramics and contained some island clay and wood ash. My head is stuffed with ideas for the next opportunity to fire in flame. 😊 ...

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The week leading up to my birthday, I rearranged, organized, purged, and cleaned out this space. Now let the fun begin! 💕

The week leading up to my birthday, I rearranged, organized, purged, and cleaned out this space. Now let the fun begin! 💕 ...

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I just stocked the shelves with new bowls and cups. 😊💕🌸

I just stocked the shelves with new bowls and cups. 😊💕🌸 ...

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An assortment of the pieces unloaded today. 🌸🌸🌸 I was trying out various techniques and these vessels all went through three firings as different glazes fire to different temperatures. I had fun with these!

An assortment of the pieces unloaded today. 🌸🌸🌸 I was trying out various techniques and these vessels all went through three firings as different glazes fire to different temperatures. I had fun with these! ...

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Jul 17

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I unloaded a glaze kiln yesterday. It feels great to be making progress on all the various projects happening in my studio these days. Our shop is open 11-5 Monday-Saturday and 2-5 on Sunday. 😊

I unloaded a glaze kiln yesterday. It feels great to be making progress on all the various projects happening in my studio these days. Our shop is open 11-5 Monday-Saturday and 2-5 on Sunday. 😊 ...

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I’m so excited about my new spice bowl designs and the decorated cups/vases that are waiting for the next firing. 😊

I’m so excited about my new spice bowl designs and the decorated cups/vases that are waiting for the next firing. 😊 ...

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The joy of summer flowers!! ❤️

The joy of summer flowers!! ❤️ ...

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Jun 16

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Decorating pots today… blissful 💕

Decorating pots today… blissful 💕 ...

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One of my finished masks and a work in progress. 😊

One of my finished masks and a work in progress. 😊 ...

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May 25

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I am thrilled and honored to be included with my husband @madpottermv and our sculpture trail @islandfolkpottery in this beautiful compilation showcasing various creative folk on Martha’s Vineyard. Thank you @twislandgirl @amandabenchley @elizabeth.cecil The book is breathtaking #vineyardfolk

I am thrilled and honored to be included with my husband @madpottermv and our sculpture trail @islandfolkpottery in this beautiful compilation showcasing various creative folk on Martha’s Vineyard. Thank you @twislandgirl @amandabenchley @elizabeth.cecil The book is breathtaking #vineyardfolk ...

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Spring in my neighborhood. 💕

Spring in my neighborhood. 💕 ...

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Spring window. This is a photo but doesn’t it look painterly? Chilmark, MA

Spring window. This is a photo but doesn’t it look painterly? Chilmark, MA ...

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We said goodbye to Frankie today. 💔 I wrote this poem about him several weeks ago. The Old Dog by Heather Goff 03/01/23 The old dog trusts blindly bumping into walls stuck in corners until I gently set him right. 18 months gone his family moving overseas he joined us the forgotten puzzle piece shaped by years to fill their needs dropped off at a strange house now the odd one out welcomed with my sigh of resignation. Fed and walked with my dogs he felt for a fit sunning on the summer deck by the winter wood stove, out of the way at first then gradually underfoot tripped over more often than not. The months ground his age up a year and again clouding his eyes dark distilling him to knobby bone bowed like the uncomfortable arch of the grave, his gait marionette stiff. His dependency looped strings to me tugging my attention: first the steps to outside, then the cycle of diapers washed and dried, stretching soft fleece over his cold frame, each new task another hook in my chest. Now the dark hour before dawn, I lift him cradled to my breast safe from the resentful nips of the sleeping host. And carry him outside standing vigil as he presses his back legs down a stream of liquid staining the ground then curls further to eliminate before wide turning a boat adrift from its mooring to face the steps. Entering the house I gather him close whispering in his deafness that I recognize his goodness and refastening his diaper I take a moment to rub spine and ears Then turn to climb back to my slumber as he circles once and collapses onto his bed. For how can I not love the one who needs so much yet asks for nothing.

We said goodbye to Frankie today. 💔 I wrote this poem about him several weeks ago.
The Old Dog
by Heather Goff
03/01/23

The old dog trusts blindly
bumping into walls
stuck in corners
until I gently set him right.

18 months gone
his family moving overseas
he joined us
the forgotten puzzle piece
shaped by years to fill their needs
dropped off at a strange house
now the odd one out
welcomed with my sigh of resignation.

Fed and walked with my dogs
he felt for a fit
sunning on the summer deck
by the winter wood stove,
out of the way at first
then gradually underfoot
tripped over more often than not.

The months ground his age up a year
and again
clouding his eyes dark
distilling him to knobby bone
bowed like the uncomfortable arch of the grave,
his gait marionette stiff.

His dependency looped strings to me
tugging my attention:
first the steps to outside,
then the cycle of diapers washed and dried,
stretching soft fleece over his cold frame,
each new task another hook in my chest.

Now the dark hour before dawn,
I lift him cradled to my breast
safe from the resentful nips
of the sleeping host.

And carry him outside
standing vigil
as he presses his back legs down
a stream of liquid staining the ground
then curls further to eliminate
before wide turning
a boat adrift from its mooring
to face the steps.

Entering the house
I gather him close
whispering in his deafness
that I recognize his goodness
and refastening his diaper
I take a moment to rub spine and ears
Then turn to climb back to my slumber
as he circles once and collapses onto his bed.

For how can I not love
the one who needs so much
yet asks for nothing. ...

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