Wednesday, January 02, 2008
Some people were flower children in 1968, some people, like me, were just children. Here I am two years old. You will notice, of course, the straight blonde hair. Somewhere along the line in grade school I suddenly developed curly black hair, which unlike all my male relatives I still have, going grey quickly. (of course Missus Potsblog, getting closer to 50 everyday, already has a beautiful head of grey hair)
But that's not the point.
The point is, New Year, clean up around the house, as I have said (and this pic was in the desk drawer when I was cleaning). Today I do a bit more of that, change furnace and water filters, maybe get to the recipe pile, but I have pottery orders to work on once again, and an order of 4 piggies to ship. Yes, you poor slobs are back at work, and I am to.