While I was languishing in bed yesterday (with a gall bladder attack; leek soup might not have been the best choice) Gary was busy bringing my raku kiln from the storage unit to the lower covered porch adjacent my studio. He's trying to get everything out of there so we don't have to pay storage for another month. Firing the kiln under a covered porch doesn't seem safe. What if I put tin under the upper deck; do you think that would be safe? The upper deck is about 10 feet up, I think, I can measure later.
Here's a link to see the kiln at my last home.
Yesterday was the first day I didn't take any pain pills for my shoulder but then last night I had to take one. And this morning I feel like I need one. Ugh.
Too many set backs are happening. And I am getting behind on my assignments for my online clay surfacing class. I never knew how much I should have appreciated my left arm till now. After typing this I am plum worn out. Sit down to read, stand up to type, sit down to read, stand up to correct typos, sit down to read, and so on. I am reading your blogs just not commenting as much. Thanks for reading and for all your comments.