Dragon days are good days. I got 4 of the 5 jugs slipped today and one I’ve left to sgraffito maybe tomorrow. They are maybe less dragon like that they were in my head and more just weird beastie like. Not necessarily a bad thing I don’t think.
My “to do” list has taken on a life of it’s own and is currently marching down three columns of the first A4 page and is not far shy of taking itself over onto another page. It’s grown independent fat too quickly.
Pots in their new homes
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