Happy Earth Day!

This is one of my favorite prayers, the Canticle of the Sun, by St. Francis of Assisi. Perfect for Earth day- along with my little wild boy, dressed up in my hoodie- he reminds me of a li'l Franciscan in that get-up.

Canticle of the Sun

Most High, all-powerful, all-good Lord,All praise is Yours, all glory, honor and blessings.To you alone, Most High, do they belong; no mortal lips are worthy to pronounce Your Name.
We praise You, Lord, for all Your creatures,especially for Brother Sun,who is the day through whom You give us light.And he is beautiful and radiant with great splendor,of You Most High, he bears your likeness.
We praise You, Lord, for Sister Moon and the stars,in the heavens you have made them bright, precious and fair.
We praise You, Lord, for Brothers Wind and Air, fair and stormy, all weather's moods,by which You cherish all that You have made.
We praise You, Lord, for Sister Water,so useful, humble, precious and pure.
We praise You, Lord, for Brother Fire,through whom You light the night. He is beautiful, playful, robust, and strong.
We praise You, Lord, for Sister Earth, who sustains uswith her fruits, colored flowers, and herbs.
We praise You, Lord, for those who pardon,for love of You bear sickness and trial.Blessed are those who endure in peace,by You Most High, they will be crowned.
We praise You, Lord, for Sister Death,from whom no-one living can escape.Woe to those who die in their sins!Blessed are those that She finds doing Your Will.No second death can do them harm.
We praise and bless You, Lord, and give You thanks,and serve You in all humility.

Where the Wild Things Are

Remember that book? I just want to personally thank Maurice Sendak for letting me know all those years ago exactly what it would be like to have a boy. Sean is a wild thing. He hasn't read the book yet, but he has Max written all over him- I'm convinced that the entire male species is made up of wild things- we moms have to spend years trying to teach them to suppress the wildness just enough to function in the real world. Sean is only 2, so he has plenty of wild hangin' right out in the open. I have to admit that even when I'm about to kill him, I'm in love with his wild innocence- I love his rolling terrible eyes and gnashing terrible teeth! And, like Max, the best thing to bring him back to reality is a good meal and a nap. But a meal and a nap does wonders for me, too!

I know what's really going on behind those eyes!

I just found out that there is a "Wild Things" movie in the works- so far, the anticipated reviews aren't so great...it's gonna be a live action thing, so I guess we'll see.

Killllllllll'n Time

And, I mean that. I really wanna go to bed, but I'm fixing a firing. I thought my Bartlett controller was supposed to make my life easier!
A day in the life of a pottermom-Up at 6:45, in the shower NOW, cuz it's my last chance.Erin off to school at 8:30- hit the basement and finish glazing yesterday's stuff. Load the rest of the kiln by 10am, Sean's up- feed, bathe, dress. Sean off to school at 12:15..............................deeeeeeeeep breath................................turn kiln on, make pots til 2:pm. Eat. Leave for the art center at 3, teach class from 4-5:30. Finish glazing for the 7 year olds, load the kiln there, leave by 7...............(still with me??) Thinking " okay, kiln at home should be up to ^6 by around now, hope it hits the cooldown by the time I get home....OH, no, what's that smoke coming out of the back of my car???!!" Car dies 3 miles from home, which is pretty good, considering it's a 20 mi. trip.

LOVE cell phones. Hubby comes to the rescue, I get home by 8:15 to find that my kiln sitter shut the kiln down too early (at least according to the witness cones) - and now I'm at 1740 degrees, cooled too fast for my mattes. So, here I sit, kiln is now cooling, around 2048.......should be able to go to bed soon. I'll let you know if I get good pots.