Hot Lemon And Honey

A Day To Recharge


   It's been what seems like a long long week here at the barn, a mixed bag of fortunes was my reward with beads both good and bad emerging from the kiln, positive results far out weighing those with a tinge of disappointment, lots of ideas were tried and lots more will be given a chance in the flame, but today I rest, recharging my batteries and spending time thinking, watching and writing about the life I lead and that which as passed, my way of relaxing I guess.
   I sit here watching 12 painted clowns feeding on niger seed, their faces so bright and clear and not a worry in the world, some sit and wait their turn, their red face masks standing out like warning lights in the green and brown of late winter while others dine on those tiny black seeds they love so much. Beaks are cleaned on bare lilac branches while collard dove starts to forage for those first early nesting materials, pulling and tugging on twig and stick until carried high into conifer tree.
   No rains this morning or winds of the fen, no ice nor snow carpets the dark soil this day and just the sound of blackbird, robin and finch fill the air, an unspoiled weekend morning, I'd barter every bead I've made to make every day such as this and make a million more to bring back those I miss to share them with.