White Rabbit, Moon, & Plates

I forgot to remind you to say white rabbit this morning, or rabbit, rabbit, rabbit. Did you remember? Image was borrowed from the net, this rabbit looks so soft and sweet. My grandmother raised rabbits and whenever I see a white rabbit I think of her.

Plate a Day is accepting nominations for plate one thousand. I nominated a couple of my fellow potters for their plates: Michele Hastings for her green carved flower plate, and Ron Philbeck, for his rabbit plate. Check here to see the nominations thus far.

I just came in from outside, have you seen the moon, it's very bright and huge. And it's a Blue Moon, once in a blue moon, the second full moon in the month, if you go out now you can still see it.

Next month will be the Harvest Moon. I'm taking all of these occurrences as positive signs in the universe and hoping to send a few to you. Thanks for your kind thoughts and comments.

Fleeting Feather

When I'm walking in my garden, if I see a feather, I'm drawn to pick it up. I know if I don't pick it up it will be gone, deteriorating in the sun and weather, a fleeting feather. For some reason I think of each feather I find as good luck. I found this hawk feather the other day in the back yard. The colors are so pale and muted.

I've read about slip feathering, I'd like to try this technique on a plate. I'll bet Ron Philbeck could show me how to achieve this slip feathering technique, since he is a slip decorator extraordinaire.


The previous day I saw this juvenile hawk sitting on the fence. The second after I took this photo he swooped down to catch a rodent in the back yard and was gone. I think he left his fleeting feather as a calling card for me.