On the way to Oxcombe
I go to Oxcombe deep in The wolds every Friday for my pottery class. I love it and regard it as my therapy. There is something really satisfying about playing with clay. There are so many buzzards about round here and I seldom go out without seeing one.
Today I picked some catkins on the way and have pressed them into clay to make a pot. See my extras of a buzzard and a pot under construction.
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