
and Dave, who knows all about pottery, pronounced it a truly fine piece of pottery (and... how'd they do that???)
wherein you will find ramblings about fiber dyeing, spinning, knitting,... and photos (sometimes), family and friend updates, rants when i need to, lack of upper case letters, weird punctuation and freedom of expression (especially mine)! To answer the question of where did it come from... this "twisted mom/twisted sandy" thing. ...during the 90's a group of my spinning students became spinning friends, which morphed into Twisted Sisters, which evolved into calling me the Twisted Mom.
3 comments:
That's really cool!
Now all that is missing to make it "truly yours" is a crayon colorway of flowers filling it.
Seriously, though, that is one cool planter.
Tower of Power! Twist the night away! xxx
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