Whynot pottery blog mentions dreaming of elephant teapots, a favorite of mine. I make them different ways.
Dreamt last night I was in the Army reserve and called up and sent overseas and I was quite proud of it all even though it involved eating crummy food, sleeping on a canvas cot and carrying a heavy pack. Surprised myself with that dream, which was DISTINCTLY NOT anarcho-punk. I am reading a book about a reservist on trial for murder so maybe that crept into my dreams...
On my way now to the Cornell Pot Shop sale. I am hopeful that there will me many friendly people plus many happy little sales, esp. of MY STUFF. I shall be there again Friday.
(elephant teapots by Gary Rith)