And try as I might I only managed three times. Still, it beats twice. I was given a beautiful set of wooden arrows last week, which are proving a joy to shoot. Thanks Damon! On days like these I find myself wishing my life away longing for autumn. And last night I sat though '127 Hours' and almost passed out at the breaking point - the things we put ourselves through. Anyway it's back to the wheel tomorrow and week 3 of classes. All is going well and all concerned seem to be having fun whilst learning, which is the only way to go really. The bangles from the last bangle throwing session at the farm have turned out beautifully.

On the media front I spotted a couple of my text cups in the February issue of Inside Out magazine
(kitchen/bathroom suppliment) and am looking forward to seeing more text cups in the March Country Style - two mags I'm hooked on. Can't wait to get my hands on a copy of that this week and pretend I live in one of the houses for a minute or two . . .
This humidity is so oppressive I have to go and fill a litte white dish with ice cream. Goodbye!
PS One of the many beautiful things about my weekend . . .
PS One of the many beautiful things about my weekend . . .
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