A Sunny Welcome

Glass And Clay


   Stunning blue skies and bright sunshine welcome the fen folk this morning, no chimney smoke from open fires is seen today nor coats of winter or hat to be worn, the sun will warm their backs and place smiles on those weathered faces as trees turn greener and hedgerow thicker.
   The blackbird builds her nest just feet from me as I sit and watch, every life is busy on this morning and all I can do is admire the wonder that nature gives us, my eyes too slow to see all but that I catch makes this bead maker feel so lucky to be witness to the building of another summer.
   For me this day holds magical glass of colours bright and tricks of the flame that will shape those beads that last a thousand years, the pleasure of sunshine filling the barn from dusted windows will once again please this hermit and fingers warm will no more wish for heat.
   The clay will call this afternoon and bowls I will trim and decorate while sitting in the sun, for me the perfect day in which to work and one to make me smile.