Play clay

Have you ever torn off a clump of clay from the mound and worked it through your fingers? There is nothing quiet like it. instant grounding as the scent of earth fills your nose and the horizon in the palm of you orange colored palms. Fabulous.
Today a friend of mine from work is coming over to play clay with me. I know my little knick knacks will be warbly and not quiet so perfect... but I also know having a friend to create with will make them look even better.
God bless Tamma Lea and her love of me. I made a lopside, rough hewn lady holding a bowl for Tamma to use for potpourri oil and she has told me she adores it. But I know it's because I made it. :) When it comes to crafting,sewing abd beading Tamma is queen!.My other friend Jessica... with all of her demons can craft clay into the most intricate and beatufil statues. But of course Mother of Souls, My Nicki manifests all with her abilities that are so numerous. She has style and grace, she has a phenominal green thumb. True art with what she plants and grows. And of course her mind. You just can
t imagine the beauty and complexity of all she knows.
Of course Jessica and I don't spend time together anymore. Tamma and I only visit once or twice a month and Dear Nicki I only see Twice a YEAR. So, so I'm adapting and Ashley will come today and we'll have a ball. :)
Playing in the red earth clay.
:)
Catch ya on the flip side!