The Potter's Wife

Where is your Valentine hiding?

2012-02-14T10:53:00.000-08:00

Hope your day is sweet and chocolatey!

Adam Field in Canada!?!

2012-02-13T13:13:00.000-08:00

On Saturday afternoon, our good friend Adam Field dropped out of the skies and landed at the Calgary International Airport.

Adam is here for the next week to present a workshop to the ceramics students at ACAD. The workshop is open to the public as well, for anyone interested in learning more about Adam's fine handcrafted techniques.

We're stoked that he is here staying with us, as we welcome the chance to catch up and hang out with such a fantastic friend for the week.

Details of the workshop and Lecture talk are included in the poster.

And a very happy birthday wish to Adam who spent the majority of his birthday - day in transit travelling from Durango, CO to Calgary.

Happy Birthday Adam!

Attendance

2012-02-10T22:44:00.000-08:00

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Amanda Soule

Good Old Real Conversations

2012-02-09T16:25:00.000-08:00

I recently reconnected with an old friend from my University days here in Calgary. It was an unexpected reunion of sorts, as we both accepted an invite to the same party. Nonetheless it wasn't a total surprise to see one another at this particular event - and in some ways more fortunate that we hadn't planned it ourselves (the reunion, that is - not the party - it was a very fun party!)

After catching up on the 'where you beens and the what you been up tos'....we reminisced about our University classes and professors which aptly shifted the conversation towards a more philosophical nature. I've found myself thinking about our conversation at the party this week and the value of real conversation. The kind of conversations that you remember years later - rather than small talk and superficial salutations that you don't.

With all the tweets and sound bytes and blog posts for that matter, I am feeling the need to not forget about how important it is to still connect face to face. Instead of a status post expressing your adoration for someone this Valentine's day, make sure you tell them in person. Learn something new about that special person that you might not know besides what you can look up in their timeline.

CERAMICArt

2012-02-07T08:28:00.000-08:00

On the weekend I headed up to the college to help Robin and some of the students put up the undergraduate ceramics program exhibition: CERAMICArt in the main mall at ACAD.

It is a ton of work putting a show together with all the plinths, lighting, wall decals, labelling etc. etc. But always good times when it involves pizza, and surely another way to round up some more help. Thanks to all those that pitched in on Sunday to pull it together.

The show highlights the diversity of work by students in the ceramics program and is up in the main mall at the art college all this week and next, with a closing exhibition on Thursday, February 16th from 5 - 7 p.m.

Guilt-free?

2012-01-26T23:47:00.000-08:00

Well, I suppose not entirely. I read this article yesterday that weighed into the debate of 'stay at home' mom vs. 'working mom' and my first thought was....What about all us 'stay at home working' moms? I'm afraid the mommy guilt extends even to this camp.

Juggling pick ups, drop offs, baking, swim and music lessons and playdates with conference calls, skype meetings, report deadlines and the occasional work trip....still means the guilt creeps when I have to reschedule a client meeting because I am volunteering for special lunch day at school, or let's not even talk about the guilt over the amount of screen time Mommy has everyday.

I was contemplating just the other day our constant state of transition and exclaiming how fortunate we have been to have jobs that can accommodate all the crazy life choices we keep making. And I've decided we're all better for it. So instead of guilty feelings, I'm holding strong to the fact that my kids have become more adaptable and enriched by our decisions to keep life interesting for them!

And instead of thinking of our decisions as another 'life stage', I'm going to start theming them:
Utah's theme - all about Higher Education
Calgary's theme - all about Extended Family
Next Year - the unknown (how exciting!?!)

Besides, don't they seem like well adjusted, happy children to you?

Numb

2012-01-24T16:44:00.000-08:00

Sometimes life gets a little complicated, and I've realized that when that happens for me I go into numb mode aka 'deal with it'. Blog visitors, forgive me.....it has been over two months since my last post, double that since my last FB status update and I've never actually tweeted in my life. I am encouraged though that my absence from the blog the last couple months has prompted an outpouring of inquiry - which to me is a relief that people actually read my nonsense periodically and have noticed that it has been awhile.

Consider this my return to the blogosphere. I won't fill you in on all the details of the past couple months other than Christmas was Merry, New Years was bright. Rather, I am reflecting on this past week of nasty cold temperatures here in Calgary and welcoming the warm chinook winds which will hopefully also prompt my brain thaw. Fingers crossed.

High above

2011-11-28T21:33:00.001-08:00

Much of the fun of living back in Calgary this year has been getting acquainted to the city with kids in tow....and that means re-exploring many of the places I remember from my childhood.

I took the kids up the Calgary Tower last weekend. It was one of those super cold, clear sky kind of days and I imagined a clear view of the mountains from up in the tower would entice everyone out of their jammies. It also fit the requirement of a school photography project she is doing around community.

I wasn't at all surprised when Isla traipsed back and forth across the glass floor overlooking a busy downtown street, even stretching her body out lengthwise to get a better view of below. I was although more surprised at Roscoe's reluctance to step foot on the glass floor. Despite Isla's gentle encouragement, there was no way he was getting any closer than necessary.

Isla on the other hand is obviously not afraid of heights!

Rainbows, Sequins and Tooth fairies

2011-11-19T09:28:00.001-08:00

November is typically a dreary, cold and dark month, with complaints of shorter days and first frosts. But not if you have a daughter whose brilliant personality and infectious smile lights up everything and everyone around her.

Isla turned six last weekend, and her greatest wish was to lose a tooth. She has been fascinated and slightly envious of all the children in her class - with someone losing or tooth nearly everyday it seems.

Pull, tug, and wiggle as we would - her teeth seem solidly in place (for now anyways). So with a sigh of acceptance, she requested instead a rainbow party for her sixth birthday - and that one I could deliver on.

We took advantage of the long weekend and packed up the candles, decorations and cake making ingredients and headed for the Kootenays.

Turning six, I have realized now, comes with some added maturity and a delightful sense of self-determination and assurance. Isla was most helpful all weekend and enthusiastically involved in all the preparations for the party.

She played a gracious hostess at the party, serving up lunch to all her playmates, organizing the events and party games. And with a sparkle in her eye to match her sequined top, she gleefully received her birthday song and cake.

With as much enthusiasm as her mother (that it actually worked), we revealed a six layer rainbow cake!

Isla Belle, teeth and all, I love you for all your radiance, sparkling personality and kind heart. Happy Birthday my sweet.

This Moment - SNOW DAY!

2011-11-04T11:24:00.000-07:00

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. ~ Soulemama

Spook and slime

2011-11-02T20:10:00.000-07:00

Nothing better than a weekend full of tricks and treats to cheer you up! Isla has been anxiously counting down the days to Halloween and the festivities began on Saturday with a costume themed birthday party in the neighborhood. Sunday, we broke in our ice skates for the season at the local arena for a family spooky skate event and by Monday when the real deal finally rolled around, the kids were buzzing with excitement. And that was BEFORE they ate any candy! Of course there was pumpkin carving, and halloween baking and costume donning.

We Remember

2011-10-26T21:24:00.000-07:00

Grieving is like a blow to the face and warm embrace at the same time. The rawness of loss so overwhelming that it knocks you on your ass, only to emerge stronger and more aware of what's really important in life. You would think that since death provokes such strong emotions, that we'd have a clear channel through which to express them. Yet the tears lead to sobs, which lead to uncontrollable fits of laughter, and then tears again. What's up with that?!?

I have felt such sadness this past week that my heart still aches, but I have also felt such love that I am filled with gratitude. So grateful to have spent time with Bob's incredible family, getting to know them better. So grateful to share hugs and tears with friends, but just as much laughter and stories - remembering a man that could make you laugh until it hurt. So grateful to see a community of people come together to celebrate an individual that meant so much to so many people. And the beauty of such a tragic loss is that those who knew our friend Bob will undoubtedly mourn him, but be inspired to be more like he was - remarkable, generous and loving.

Bob Reimer 1954-2011

2011-10-22T18:01:00.000-07:00

On Thursday, the world lost an extraordinary human being. His absence will be felt forever but his presence will live on in all that he taught us. I have more tears than words to express just how much he will be missed, by us, by his family, by so many people whose lives he impacted. My heart is broken.

Obituary

Bob Reimer passed away October 20th at the age of 57.

Born August 11, 1954, in Steinback Manitoba, Bob lived most of his life in British Columbia before moving to Calgary in 1980 to start his family and ceramics career. He leaves behind three children; Julia, Peter and Angela, four grandchildren, his former parter and best friend Jeannie, a community of friends, colleagues and students. Bob was known as a passionate, loving, talented and humorous individual, an asset to the ceramics community and a beloved teacher.

He touched many lives. He will be remembered fondly, and thought of daily.

No words can describe the grief we are all feeling while coping with this sudden loss. We take comfort in knowing he did not suffer, he was happy and loved by many. A special thanks for all the support received from friends and family.

We will be celebrating Bob, a remarkable individual, at North Mount Pleasant Arts center on Monday October 24th at 3 p.m. Please bring your stories, smiles and clay splattered pants if you have them. If you would like to send your thoughts or condolences please email WeRememberBob@gmail.com or visit WeRememberBob.Tumblr.com

A day in the Country

2011-10-19T09:22:00.000-07:00

Keeping with our weekend warrior theme, we packed up and headed out into the countryside on Sunday. Equipped with snacks, bikes and plenty of warm layers of clothing for the kids - we were set for a day in the country - at a very special piece of property in the foothills of AB.

Robin came equipped with his gloves and work pants, ready to spend the day helping a good friend, John Chalke, work on rebuilding the second chamber of his wood kiln. Our friend Cam Stewart had flown in from the lower mainland earlier in the week to also help with the kiln, so it was a great excuse to get in a visit with him as well.

John and his partner Barb have a magical piece of property, and the kids were stoked to ride their bikes on the leafy trails and go exploring in the aspen woods all afternoon. We enjoyed a campfire cookout and stayed until after sunset and Isla declared it, 'the best day ever'!

Robin will be exhibiting next month alongside John and Barb at The Makings II, a group exhibition of contemporary and historic ceramic works at Willock and Sax gallery in Banff, AB. The first Makings exhibition was so successful that the gallery is hosting a second annual exhibition of works by the artists on November 1 - 30th, with an opening reception Saturday, Nov 5th from 2 p.m. - 5 p.m.

Weekend Warriors

2011-10-15T16:47:00.000-07:00

Part of living in the city is subscribing to the 'weekend warrior' effect. And we've been making a good effort to take non-sensical road trips just about every other weekend since we've arrived. We're averaging a trip back to the Kootenays about once a month, all for a little dose of home and a taste of the slower valley pace. Seems ridiculous considering the epic driving and snack packing required to get there and back - but worth it nonetheless.

Our first visit back in September was essential for catching up with some beloved friends that are soon making their own move to Australia. We also harvested the neglected garden which turned out to be 'not so neglected' and quite productive. Corn, tomatoes, a variety of squash and enough zuchinni to feed a small army was collected.

Last month still had the feeling of summer in the air, but when we headed back this past Thanksgiving weekend, you could certainly tell the change in season. It was a fabulous weekend of feasting with friends and family, with enough whipped cream and gravy consumed to hibernate for the next six months.

We even made it out to Banff for a little Rocky Mountain adventuring with Uncle Chris one weekend while Robin was away attending the 1000 miles apart Ceramics Conference in Winnipeg.

Tomorrow we're off to Sundre to check out a good friend's kiln and property and we're hoping to still fit in a trip to Medicine Hat before Halloween rolls around. It has been go, go, go since we arrived in late August - the idea of hibernating is starting to sound pretty good right about now.

Urban Mom

2011-10-01T20:27:00.000-07:00

OK, so its taken me a little longer than I expected to get settled into the urban life. I thought I'd have it in the bag, moving back to my home town. With many a year I spent driving the city streets here, having a long list of people and eateries to reacquaint myself with, I figured it would soon feel as though I never left. But I've realized that since my departure (pre-children) in 2004, a lot has changed.

1. Smart phones. I'm not afraid to admit that I am a cell phone Neanderthal. Living in the Kootenays where cell phone coverage is spotty and in many places even non-existant - I could never justify the added monthly expense. Even in Utah, we were able to go the 2.5 years without a cell phone, despite being the mockery of our friends. But we managed without just fine. But when we made the move to Calgary this fall, we knew it was inevitable - I'd actually be forced to learn to send a text. For my work purposes, and if I ever wanted to find Robin in the depths of the college,a cell phone was a must. What I didn't prepare myself for was a smart phone, one that just happened to land in my lap, and I am beginning to realize that it is indeed much smarter than I.

2. Fashion trends. I consciously made the decision to leave my beloved Kootenay gumboots at home when I packed to come to Calgary. And I've become acutely sensitive about that omission in my daily wardrobe, each day when I deliver Isla to school and witness the fashion trends and wardrobe choices of all the other stay at home moms. I silently miss my cutoff gumboots and anything goes wardrobe malfunctions that wouldn't even raise an eyebrow back home. But I'm getting a whole lot of wear out of my skinny jeans and I have acquired a sweet pair of new casual runners that I am totally in love with (I had somehow forgotten how much I love buying new shoes!?!)

3. Mom duties. How is it that I didn't clue in earlier to the fact that when I lived in Calgary, I was not a Mother. It's like a whole new kind of life here in cowtown with kids in tow, and I'm discovering and exploring parts of the city I never knew existed.

This last aspect of the move has probably been my biggest transitional challenge. Juggling pick ups and drop offs and gymnastics and swimming, I haven't quite been able to get to that list of friends and eateries. But I will, I will.

The weather is shifting and the colours are changing dramatically, practically right in front of our eyes. I am reminded how much I love this time of year in this city. I've got big plans for this month.

Familiar Haunts

2011-09-08T22:07:00.000-07:00

Robin started his teaching gig at ACAD (Alberta College of Art & Design) this week, and is getting his bearings on the role of Visiting Artist.

It shouldn't take him long to find his way around the college, seeing that he was a student here not so very long ago. Instead he'll have to get used to the large spacious studio he's been given to work in, overlooking the main studios - a far cry from the 5x5 ft space he was allotted during his undergrad. What'll he do with all that space? More importantly, how fun it'll be to carry all his work up and down those stairs:)

Milestones

2011-09-03T20:46:00.000-07:00

Milestones are constructed along highways to provide reference points along the road to travellers. Whether perceived as a reassurance that one is on the right path or an indication of where one has come from, milestones can tell us at the very least, where we are at that moment.

At this moment in my life, I'm celebrating 10 years of being married to a most incredible and inspiring man. Together, we've shared the thrill of young love, the adventure of travelling, the loss of loved ones, the joys of parenthood, the accomplishment of building a home, and both the challenges and fulfillment of pursuing our dreams.

And we're not finished yet! We've only just begun yet another adventure with our latest return to Calgary, and in terms of milestones, I am reassured that we're exactly where we should be. Full circle in many ways, we were married in Calgary a decade ago, and now the reason for our move back to Alberta is for Robin to return to the place where he was first introduced to clay.

Robin is officially on the faculty list at ACAD, as visiting artist for the 2011-2012 school year, but his first day teaching isn't until next week. Instead of getting a head start on setting up his studio at the college, he spent this past week teaching a workshop in familiar territory at North Mount Pleasant Arts Centre, where he was formerly employed as a ceramics tech and instructor before we moved to B.C.

And our sweet Isla Belle experienced her own milestone this week too, with her first day of Grade 1. Interestingly enough she is attending the same school her daddy did when he was young. Full circle.

What Just Happened!?!

2011-08-24T09:47:00.000-07:00

Our Summer just happened, that is what!

I remember back in May thinking about the months that lay ahead and wondering how on earth we were going to manage to fit in all that we were hoping to - a hillside excavation, putting in a garden, a major brick delivery, some beach time, a new kiln and kiln shed, a studio tour and pottery sale and of course lots of barbeque parties on the deck.

Well we did it, and then some. The weather this month made up for all the wet and dreary we had earlier in the summer and amidst the work projects we still made time to lay on the beach, eat ice cream and ride our bikes. The only thing there didn't seem time for was blogging!

The studio sale went of without a hitch and in a good old barn raising fashion, we even got the roof up on the kiln shed. The floor of the kiln got laid, and the rest of the kiln will happen when it happens.

August seemed to happen in such a flash that I am still catching my breath. Oh, and did I mention that we moved to Calgary too?

We packed up our trailer once again this past weekend and headed east instead of south this time. Calgary will be our home for the next 8 months. Another adventure, another chapter for the Potter's wife. Stay tuned.

Hanging Around

2011-08-09T23:30:00.000-07:00

Finally the dog days of summer have arrived and between the many projects we have on the go at our place, our only other hang out spot has been the beach! We've had over a week now of solid sunny days, some hot enough to wistfully long for the cooler months that were June and July, but a daily plunge in the cool Slocan waters quickly washes away any of that nonsense.

On the homefront, Robin has been laying brick on his new kiln, trying to get most of the days work in before the hot part of the day, but mostly ends up sweltering away the entire day. Thanks to the help of some good friends this weekend and in particular our pal Cam, who has been dedicated and diligently working away at a timber structure to house the kiln, this past weekend we erected the frame. All it needs now is a roof and voila, some shade to ease the long days working in the sun.

The roof may have to wait another few days though because we're switching gears again this coming weekend for our annual Studio Tour and Pottery Sale at our place. The event takes place both days, Saturday and Sunday from 10 a.m. to 5 p.m. and we're hoping for a big turnout, any excuse to get people together for a coffee on the deck and to talk pottery:)

I'm keeping my fingers crossed for just the right kind of weather for the weekend. Not too hot, or else everybody might skip the culture tour and head to the beach. Believe me, I know just how tempting the river can be at this time of year.....

The Summer that stood us up

2011-07-28T21:47:00.000-07:00

I suppose that if this was going to be the summer that never was (weather speaking), better this one than next considering we've spent the last five weeks in a cast or splint of some kind. Sure the weather has been, well, crap, and at least we don't have to worry about forest fires. And for a potter living in the forest, with a wood kiln and another one in the works, it can rain all it wants during the summer.

Since the last firing, Robin has hardly even given the pots that came out of the kiln a second glance, he's been too excited about getting to work on his new train kiln. Plenty of phone calls and late nights spent pouring over the design and brick lists - he laid down the first layer a couple days ago and is hard at it.

Lucky for him he has one enthusiastic apprentice, that is willing to work.......

....rain or shine!

The other apprentice is not quite as interested in helping out, but comes around every once in a while to check on his dad's progress.

"Good job so far dad, get er' done."

Garden Goodness

2011-07-21T21:20:00.000-07:00

The rain is coming down so hard right now we've got a series of tributaries spanning our new driveway! Robin was forced to brave the downpour and dig a few diversion ditches to properly drain the surging puddles. Its been that kind of summer here - a wet one. And although its getting a bit old, and I'd really like a few hot days to hit the river with the kids, I am happy to be reaping the rewards of a happy garden.

It hasn't obviously been all that bad since by the looks of my greenhouse you'd never know it has been unseasonably cool in the Kootenays. Even the outdoor patches of this n' that are providing some food for the dinner table these days. We've enjoyed some fabulous pesto, salads every night and enough snap peas to keep the kids happy.

Even the odd vase or two are getting some use with some fresh flowers.

The far from fast firing

2011-07-19T12:38:00.000-07:00

We lit up our kiln "Hot Lily' last weekend after several days of intermittent rain. The weather was perfectly cool and besides the annoying mosquitos that took to feasting on us during the load, we were happy to be firing the ol' familiar once again after a couple years hiatus. What we thought would be a piece of cake firing turned into a long and drawn out one.

After stalling out at about 1600F around midnight the first night, we weren't able to gain much temperature at all until well past dawn. At least we had lots of helpers. 85 yr old Grandpa Wes (who hasn't missed a firing of 'Lily" yet) stayed up all night with Robin. And then Roscoe and I took the early morning shift.

I seem to recall another firing that took it's sweet time in this kiln (also with fairly wet wood) that ended up producing some pretty sweet pots, so fingers crossed that we'll see the fruits of our labour when we open up the kiln later today.

Through her eyes

2011-07-19T09:35:00.000-07:00

Isla got a hold of my camera.......

I love seeing the world through her eyes. xo

Back to Shovelling!

2011-07-10T21:27:00.000-07:00

Weekend? What weekend? We said our farewells to Trevor and Donna on Saturday morning after a great week of visiting and socializing. Then it was back to work for us.

Isla I fear has become acclimatized to the party lifestyle and immediately inquired who would be arriving later that day? I had to break it to her that there would be a lull in the visitor logbook, and that she ought to find some kind of company with her brother for the next couple weeks. Not much of an ask, as the two of them are happiest together, most of the time anyways.

Now taking up a sizeable portion of our newly acquired flat land is several large piles of material. Sand, road crush and now tilled earth - since we dug a 4 foot deep trench out to the new kiln pad. It'll be a while yet before we get the property looking good enough for the August show and sale, so we better get to work.

July Sun and Ever Mae!

2011-07-07T22:01:00.000-07:00

Today was a hot and sunny, summer day. A perfect excuse to throw down the shovel and head to the river.

Our friends Trevor and Donna from Logan, arrived on Monday for a week long visit. Their visit followed right on the heels of some more terrific friends from our Utah days - Sunshine and Alix who came out the previous week for a little Canadian adventuring. Funny to think that Utah was what brought us all together, and we have all moved on or are in the process of moving since that time and place.

We sent Sunshine and Alix out on their own Lewis and Clark expedition on the Slocan River, which they seemed to fare reasonably well. But today we couldn't resist the lure of the cool waters ourselves and decided to take the day off and join Trevor and Donna on the water.

We were four in each boat. Our two kidlets armed with their own paddle each. Their two kidlets (still in utero) likely won't remember their first canoe ride, or their first trip to Canada for that matter. But we're hoping they'll make it back again some day.

Speaking of in utero....no more... Ever Mae DuPont broke free into the world this summery, sunny day in the wee early morning hours. We welcome her into our extended family and a big hug and congratulations go out to Uncle Jai and Auntie Kelsey and big brother Jake:) xo

Are you my Mother?

2011-07-03T20:57:00.000-07:00

We've had our very own resident 'SNORT' the last couple of days, and like a bunch of baby birds we've sat up in the forest watching it tear up the landscape around our place. This major excavation project has been long awaited and eagerly anticipated, as it now means that we can move along with other projects (like kiln building), now that several feet of dirt has been moved out of the way.

Not unlike a spectator sport, it was fascinating to watch our neighbour move and maneuver the machine around. The extra space it has created on our property will be well put to use, even if it takes us several years to get to some of the projects we have in mind. In the meantime, we've got ample parking now and lots of room for my baby birds to build a couple of bike jumps. (But not before the first arm cast comes off, of course).

Broken Belle

2011-06-23T20:04:00.000-07:00

This darling photo was taken just a few short hours before Isla slipped on a trail and most unfortunately broke her elbow on Tuesday evening! Summer solstice this year turned out to be more eventful than we bargained for with a trip to the emergency room.

With hugs and assurances from her daddy that the 'worst of it was over' and an affinity with her mommy for having had her own broken bone story at age 5, she's been properly briefed and prepped to be showered with attention for the next month - all for the cost of no swimming!

With a trip to DQ after the hospital and a new set of markers for cast decorating, she doesn't seem too phased about it!

The Brick Baron

2011-06-18T14:03:00.001-07:00

About a month ago, Robin caught wind of a brick source out of Edmonton, which with initial investigation seemed a bit of a logistical nightmare. But that nightmare turned out to be one heck of an opportunity for the right potter and we are now the rightful owners of more than 180,000 pounds of high temperature fire brick and refractory!!! Sounds exciting doesn't it?!?

The most exciting part was actually having the brick delivered this past Wednesday and watching our very skilled neighbour unload 60 pallets of heavy brick with his loader off of two double semi-trailer tractors.

Next up....I think Robin mentioned something about building a kiln.

Alberta bound

2011-06-04T21:46:00.000-07:00

It's official. The garden is in, our house is fully unpacked, our travel insurance is now expired, Roscoe has stopped asking when we are going 'home' and guess what people, we're moving!?!

Robin has accepted the position of Visiting Artist in the Ceramics dept at Alberta College of Art and Design, which begins this fall in Calgary. Its a very exciting opportunity for him to teach for a year at ACAD, where he completed his undergraduate degree and this life long love affair with clay really all began. The teaching position is a one year gig, where each academic year a different visiting artist is invited to teach and work in the studios with the intention to bring new energy and ideas to the program.

A sweet gig, indeed. And an awesome opportunity to catch up with so many folks and friends we haven't had much of the chance to since we left cowtown 7 years ago. We've been slightly busy, building a house, and a kiln, making babies, running a gallery, moving to Utah, doing grad school, moving back from Utah. So now, a whole year ahead to find reason to reconnect with some fantastic folk, hang with family, get a little city fix and search for the urban cowgirl within me once again.

Being that it is a one year position, I'm not really looking at it as a move, but rather an extended stay at Nana-camp! Our little piece of mountain-heaven isn't going anywhere.....we'll be back.

Ol' Macdonald fixed my tractor

2011-05-31T13:10:00.000-07:00

E-I-E-I-O

Can't stop humming the tune now that the oversized lawn ornament is up and running. I should have known all we needed was a farmer to solve the dilemma of whether our old Ford 8N tractor would ever run again. And now she does.

I can't thank Sam enough for his time and perseverance in trouble shooting the piece of machinery that has caused us much regret since we bought it several years ago. The tractor we thought would ease our snow removal woes came with a front end loader - perfect for moving massive amounts of weight around (what more could a potter ask for?) But perfect it did not turn out to be. Rather, it wasn't suitable to our narrow property and needed an owner who was more mechanically minded to tinker with it every so often. So inevitably it stopped running and has sat idle long enough to make us whinge with regret at having invested in it.

But now faced with the need to get it out of the way to make room for even bigger machinery to put to work on the property, Sam came to the rescue so we didn't have to rent a flatbed to carry her out. Here's a picture of Sam making good use of a fine piece of Jim Etzkorn's pottery to test the fuel lines!

So, anybody want to buy a tractor???

Worth the effort

2011-05-29T18:35:00.001-07:00

I haven't been blogging nearly enough these days, and it isn't for not wanting to post, but instead for lack of time and a moment to collect my thoughts.

It's been a whirlwind of a couple months really. Robin was away five and a half weeks of the last eight, sourcing brick, visiting friends, attending workshops, stoking fireboxes - all for the love of clay of course. He's been back now just over a week and its been a frenzy of activity around our place with all our summer projects ramping up.

And at the end of the day, all the effort I can muster up is dedicated to climbing the stairs to my bed, sometimes before the sun even goes down.

But today was a true Sunday, the weather cooperated perfectly and we honoured the seventh day of rest and forgot about our todo lists.

Today will also be remembered always as the day Roscoe learned to ride a bike. Remember Isla's? Well with Roscoe, we skipped the training wheels entirely and last fall he cruised the sidewalks in Logan on a strider bike. Then this spring, our neighbour lent us their little two wheeler with the pedals removed. But today, the daddy decided he was ready for pedals. And was he ever.

It took Roscoe about 5 mins on his hand-me-down 'Glamour Girl' ride to figure it out. And with a grin a mile wide, he spent the entire rest of the day with his behind truimphantly planted on that seat.

To make it even more memorable, we all headed down to the rails to trails just below our property, a converted old rail line that runs along the length of the river as it meanders south down the valley. What we thought would be a good practice zone for Roscoe's new talent, turned into a 5 km family bike ride. Both Robin and I couldn't believe his stamina.

But all good things must come to an end. And as I put a wailing and over tired 3 1/2 year old to bed tonight, with real tears wanting to go back outside and ride some more, I remembered oddly that his very first word was 'BIKE".

What's a few more laugh lines?

2011-05-17T22:55:00.000-07:00

Life is full.

Full of chores, doing laundry, washing dishes, packing lunches, making beds.

Full of work, scheduling meetings and conference calls, writing proposals and making deadlines.

Full of obligations, paying bills, booking appointments, filing forms and making phone calls.

Full of relationships, spouse, children, parents, siblings and friends.

Full of hobbies, planting starts, watering beds, knitting projects and blog posts.

Full of family, visiting loved ones, caring for children and spouse, making time for pets.

At 35, my life is full.

But most importantly, it is full of joy, adventure and laughter.

Looking forward to another year as The Potter's Wife.

I am Mommy, hear me roar!

2011-05-08T21:27:00.000-07:00

My dream of sleeping in late, breakfast in bed, a leisure morning sipping coffee and flipping through cookbooks didn't exactly happen. Instead I was abruptly woken by a piercing screech that 'Lighting (McQueen) was missing" which set off another piercing screech from the next bedroom, "I'm hungry" and so went the first two hours of my Mother's Day.

But with food in their bellies, an extra long cuddle on the couch and some days events to look forward to, me and the kidlets made a pact to make sure Mother's Day would be a most pleasurable one for all of us.

Although I didn't sleep in late, I did get to enjoy my morning coffee, had helpers to make a batch of homemade granola, and had my own mommy show up to spend the afternoon together in the garden.

Happy Mother's Day to all the mom's out there. May you have been as lucky as I to spend it with the one person that appreciates being your 'mom' the most.

On top of Poo Pile

2011-05-03T22:08:00.001-07:00

I inadvertently ordered what turned out to be a large ol' pile of poo for my garden. Composted manure, HA! More like a heap of horse apples, at a closer glance.

Oh well, it'll hopefully prove itself in a year or two, and perhaps even produce a squash or two this growing season.

At the very least my mistake entertained the kidlets for several hours as a jumping platform.

Occupancy Granted

2011-05-02T22:52:00.000-07:00

I suppose when you choose an unconventional lifestyle, you tend to do things, um.... well....unconventionally. Although seven years have passed since we first broke ground on our mountainside, today is the first day we can officially (or legally for that matter) call home, home! Congratulations to us, we have been granted occupancy.

Meanwhile, the kids have taken up occupancy in the living room. Perhaps I'll make them take out a building permit for their fort.

May Day Hey Day

2011-05-01T21:41:00.000-07:00

It was a most festive and celebratory kind of day today, with bright sunshine and warm enough temperatures to make any and every one want to join in on a parade.

And so that is what we did. After a morning in town, dressed in our Sunday best, we congratulated cousin Sophie on her First Communion ceremony, and then headed back out to the valley to change into something a little more costumey for the annual Winlaw May Day Festival.

Alongside a couple other hundred colourfully clad revellers, riding bikes, drumming drums and waving banners, we fell into the flow of the town's parade which took us all the way to the Slocan River and back in just over an hour.

Ariel, the mermaid (aka Isla) and Spidey (Guess who?) rode their bikes, weaving in and out of the moving mass of people, careful to keep an eye on where Mom was at all times and just thrilled to be part of a live parade, the eight annual May Day Water Festival in fact. It was a beautiful afternoon here in the Koots, perfect for donning a Spiderman costume, all for the love of water and one that really felt like summer is only a short ways away. Happy May Day.

All things Easter

2011-04-23T21:59:00.000-07:00

Coloured eggs, arts & crafts, little lambs and peace on earth.

And fingers crossed there's chocolate tomorrow morning too. Happy Easter to you and yours.

Potter Pop Quiz

2011-04-18T13:40:00.000-07:00

Where is the potter these days?

A. In Alberta, doing gallery drop offs and sourcing out some new firebrick to build another kiln?

B. In Utah, catching up with the gang at USU and visiting artist Gail Nichols while she is there doing a workshop on soda firing?

C. In Sasktachewan, firing an anagama?

D. All of the above.

Have Garden, Will Grow

2011-04-15T12:40:00.000-07:00

After a three year hiatus from our property, I am giddy with excitement to finally put in a garden. The last three summers have been spent either packing, moving, travelling, and touring, all which equates to a transient lifestyle not conducive to gardening.

I am by no means an expert gardener, but I think my thumb slightly turned a shade of green a couple summers ago when we housesat for some very special people here in the valley and I learned a whole lot more about organic gardening.

So with the snow NEARLY all gone, and more hours have been spent outdoors than indoors of late, I've dived into the gardening full force with the aid of many helpers, both young and old(er).

Isla and I spent the day sorting seeds and planting starters for our greenhouse that Grandpa Wes so competently put together for us. With the help of Sam and Grandma Lady, who happened to be around these parts this week, we've been getting things done around here. The Daddy sure will be surprised when he comes home next week. He's off on another clay adventure of sorts......more details soon.

That's my boy!

2011-04-10T21:47:00.000-07:00

Pickup trucks

Racing Cars

Finding Rocks

Bugs in Jars

Cowboy hats

Pony rides

Making forts

Places to hide

Shiny pennies

Treasured toys

Pockets filled

That's my boy!

-Author unknown

Talking pots

2011-04-09T20:18:00.001-07:00

'Talking Pots' - a potter's favorite pastime for sure. Cam and Robin have been talking pots for over two solid weeks now and are still going strong. Over breakfast they might talk about clay bodies or sought after mixing/pugging equipment, over lunch hour the topic of conversation typically turns to kiln design and wood and brick sources and finally around the dinner table it inevitably surrounds the fusion of food and pottery.

Interestingly enough I comprehend what they are talking about for the most part, even have been known to interject on the odd occasion. It no longer surprises me how ceramics can integrate into someone's life so completely and I find it wonderful to obverse two friends that can share their stories and enthusiasm for the medium.

Cam's purpose for coming out west was to kick start a project that he was awarded a grant for to explore, find some mentorship and create dialogue about the various approaches, techniques and firing methods associated with wood firing. All the 'pot talk' going on around here has got him geared up and excited about going home in a couple of days where he'll hit the ground running with a firing already booked for a week later. Coincidentally, Robin has reciprocally benefitted from the dialogue and energy in the studio, especially at this cross roads of having just finished graduate school and is confronted with what to do next?

And as delighted Isla was to give up her room for Cam while he has been here, I've been equally happy to share my husband with such a terrific and gracious a friend as Cam these last couple weeks. It has been terrific having Cam stay with us; helpful and courteous around the house, willing and keen to hang out with the kids and a superstar in the kitchen, all around it's been a fabulous experience for all parties involved.

Stump and puddle jumpers

2011-04-05T20:09:00.000-07:00

We've had enough rain in the past week to wash away the snow cover on the forest floor and to expose our road. And although the dirty snow remaining holds fast to pockets along the ditches, we're simply ignoring its stubbornness and spending a whole lot of time outdoors these days.

Everywhere you look its 'sticky green' around our place, from the forest canopy to the mossy carpet. With the kids determined to make the most of the longer hours of daylight, they've tossed their toys aside for building forts and riding bikes. Its a delight to watch them at this age, thinking back to when we moved away when one was toddling, the other still swaddled. We've arrived at the age of climbing trees and building bike jumps.

March Madness

2011-03-31T20:09:00.000-07:00

March wouldn't be my choice of month for most optimal time to visit the Kootenays. The weather is well, unpredictable, people are typically restless and eager for spring to arrive, it's tax time which means everybody is cranky - and now an election? Sheesh!

But this month has been pleasantly full of good times and fabulous visits, which of course means great food too. This last week in particular we've been feasting particularly well since our friend Cam Fisher arrived. Not to be confused with Cam Stewart who, just to add to the confusion, came through for an overnight visit as well.

Cam Fisher is out visiting us for a three week period as part of a grant he received from the Ontario Craft Council to come out and work in the studio with Robin and talk pots.

Cam visited us last year about this time down in Utah where the idea was initiated to come out to our place here in B.C.

Since he arrived last week Cam's been cooking up an Indian storm in our kitchen and we've been Vij'in' out almost every night.

Earlier in the week some of my relatives from the far north came through our way. My cousin Rod and his wife Donna and their three kids were down for a little ski vacation and made us part of their Kootenay spring break vacation. It was terrific to be able to host them at our place as Rod is a log home builder and their place outside of Fort St. John's was a big inspiration for us.

Another great friend and potter came through last night, Bob Reimer, on his way out to the the island. Bob is a surrogate grandpa to our kids, a fantastic friend and mentor to Robin and another superstar in the kitchen. We woke up to Bob's pancakes on the griddle this morning.

We've also been lucky enough to have Nana and cousin Ryleigh visiting just down the road too at Grandpa's place! This has meant plenty of Nana time with the kids. And Ryleigh even helped out with making bread for the masses this week. With all these people cooking for me and helping out with the kids, I even had time to get my taxes done!

This Moment - Dance 'till you drop

2011-03-25T17:42:00.000-07:00

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. ~ Amanda Soule

Here comes the sun

2011-03-23T21:20:00.001-07:00

And I say, it's alright! Spring is surely in the air this week. Our rubber boots are getting more wear than our snow boots even, with plenty of mud puddles in the driveway and broken branches on the forest floor for poking around in them with.

The snowpack here on our mountainside is still significant enough, and this winter (although we only lived through a few short months of it) seemed to accumulate a fair more than years past, as I remember. Even just a week ago, we woke up to big, fat flakes in the air.

But our little creek is at full tilt, even under the snowpack and it is breaking through in patches, making an earnest effort to wash away the dregs of winter with it.

I'm looking forward to the shift in season and pace. We have been home just two months now and although there are still plenty of unknowns ahead, I am feeling more settled in our home and days. I had a couple weeks of feeling nervous and uncertain about what life is going to look like for us, perhaps feeling the fragility of our planet right now has been part of it. But as I have been following some of the people that experienced the earthquake and devastating damage to their homes and lives in Japan through their blogs, I am overwhelmed with their courage and acceptance that life truly does, go on.

Our little darlings have been exploring the property more and more as the snow has begun moving back. And with each discovery they make, I am more certain that we are right where we should be.

'Tis Muddy season

2011-03-21T23:49:00.001-07:00

Happy Spring! Tis' the muddiest of seasons, so what better time to get that drywall up in the studio and start mudding. It's a messy job, but somebody has to do it. I am just thanking my stars that it is not me!

I can't believe though how the space feels different already. It could be that the studio - tucked away under our house (and unbeknownst to the casual onlooker as it makes up the walkout basement of our place and faces downhill), has never been quite this empty before. So that alone makes it feel eerily strange.

Only now the endless buckets, the wedging table, the pugmill, the mixer, the slab roller, the ware racks, the wheel, the photo booth, the boxes upon boxes of saleable pots, the bisqueware, the random bags of this and that, the broken bits of potentially useful tools and equipment, the shards and cracked pieces (often referred to as reference pieces)....It all sits outside the studio waiting patiently for its residence to take on a finished appearance at long last.

No more poly stapled insulated walls, no more random wires hanging out from behind stark looking two by fours. I wonder how long it'll take for all those tubes of ceramics posters to get unearthed.

Plenty o' projects

2011-03-18T21:02:00.000-07:00

Neither green, nor a true shamrock, but our intention was well meaning when Isla and I whipped up a batch of soft ginger cookies this week and decorated them in honour of St. Paddy's Day. I had entirely forgotten about this little ceramic decorating tool that I had stowed away in a tin box with some other treasures from my own youth.

It was Isla that discovered it and easily enough persuaded her mother to whip up a batch of cookies. It would likely have been another cake, to celebrate cousin Fraser's birthday, but the cake will have to wait until they return from their spring break vacation on the coast. We've been busy doing a lot of baking these days besides other activities since Isla has been on Spring Break, including trips to the pool and the rink.

Not to mention the studio is now boarded and ready for mudding!

Idling

2011-03-16T11:58:00.000-07:00

This little coffee pot is sitting idle these days, in contrast to Robin and I. It has been 15 days since I had a cup of coffee, and on days like today my need feels way bigger than my want. Don't be alarmed, I haven't given up coffee for ever, or for want of a healthier lifestyle or anything like that. It is more of an exercise in self control, to see if I can go without, for whatever reason.

Coffee is one of our most cherished rituals at home, from preparation to enjoyment. Robin has even added another step by drying and preserving the used

grounds to use as an ingredient in some of his clay bodies. Seriously! I have mostly missed the ritual aspect of sitting down to enjoy a cup, but as a substitute these pots are getting a little more use these days.

My plate is full

2011-03-08T21:13:00.000-08:00

These days it feels like I have very little time to do anything other than, get through the day. Trying to figure out this so-called real life is tough, I tell ya! I think we've moved on from the ecstatic homecoming and blissful reentry into the motherland stage, to the next stage....ummmm?

Robin and I have been dancing around one another's schedules, juggling work commitments, job applications, grant proposals, childcare, meal prep and more. And on top of that, we've decidedly taken on some home improvement projects!

This past week held a very full and busy schedule of events, beginning and ending with a tile backsplash feature that our dear friend Cam (who we are so grateful to for taking care of our home the last two and a half years) offered up some tile and his masonry expertise. Cam made our home his home while we were away, and invested time and love into many projects around the place. He is now headed to the coast on a new life adventure and we wish him the very best of luck, and we'll be forever reminded of his caretaker presence in some of the projects he initiated while living here, backsplash included.

This week's project....drywalling the studio.

The Winter drag

2011-03-01T15:50:00.000-08:00

OK, every blog I seem to read these days is complaining about the weather. And what's in the forecast - more snow, more snow, more snow and then.........a cool spring! So I thought I'd take my mind and readers to a place that is a little warmer these days. Australia.

Yesterday we had a surprise phone call from some very dear friends from down unda'. A couple, whose lives seem to mirror ours in the most intriguing way. Zak Chalmers is a potter living and operating a home based studio just north of Wilson's Promontory in the southeast corner of Victoria, Australia. He and his wife Tanya run a pottery and growing family on their gorgeous property called Valley Plains Pottery.

Robin first met Zak over 10 years ago while he was traveling and researching kilns in Australia. In 2003 we made a return trip to visit Zak and Tanya at their home and spent a month together firing Zak's anagama and drinking coffee on the deck overlooking their pond - dreaming about the future. Our futures turned out to follow very similar paths, with building homes and kilns and little people popping up into the mixture.

The 'Gumnuts' as we refer to them as, made a trip across the world to visit us in 2004, just as we were breaking ground on our strawbale home and studio project. We hope they'll come back and visit us one day again and bring their three wee gumnuts with them.

If you happen to be touring outside Melbourne, Valley Plains Pottery is must see and worth the trip, especially if you are lucky to see the sunset from their kilnpad. And if you make it there, have a look around, there might even be a few Robin pots around in the grass.

Gold Medal Man

2011-02-26T17:44:00.001-08:00

I can't think of anything more Canadian than a good ol' outdoor hockey game. One of our local eateries in the nearest town to us in the valley boasts one of the best outdoor rinks around. And with a cold spell underway at the moment, skating seems to be the activity of choice these days.

We stopped by the cafe the other day to check in on Robin's mug shelf, which has proved to be a great show of local support for his work all the while we were away, and found out about this weekend's Hockey Day in Winlaw event.

Robin laced up his ska

tes this morning and hit the ice with a whole crew of locals for a round robin style tournament, and wouldn't you know.....came home with the gold medal!

The kids and I had ourselves our own gold medal day and turned out four stunning loaves of bread from a new recipe I'd been wanting to try. Thanks Sue!

Are you still there?

2011-02-22T13:12:00.000-08:00

Just over a month ago we pulled up outside our strawbale home in the woods, after a 2.5 year hiatus in Utah. The months leading up to leaving Utah seem like a whirlwind now, and we've spent the last month in a long, slow exhale it feels like.

There has been plenty on our plates, the unpacking, the organizing, the decluttering, the donating. And plenty of discoveries; new faces in the valley and old recipe books to reunite with. Being back in my kitchen here at home is both inspiring and comforting. I had forgotten about that peculiar squirrel that lives in the tree just outside the kitchen window (still there). I had forgotten about the lack of storage and my deep wish to have a kitchen with proper cupboards (still there). I had forgotten about some of the loveliest of pots that we own - like old friends patiently waiting our return (still there).

Our transition back to country-living has been most wonderful, except that is, the part about dialup internet services.

But yesterday was a most triumphant and monumental day, when I gleefully signed a cheque worth every penny to a local wireless internet provider that persevered with three visits to our backwoods home and eventually helped us find a line of sight to a distant tower.

I hope that you are still out there, having come this far with us in our story. As any good story does, it comes out with a sequel....and so begins the next book. I hope you'll join me.

Our Icy Return

2011-02-03T11:22:00.001-08:00

Brrrr! What was I thinking moving in the middle of the winter? Check out our license plate caked in a thick layer of ice, the day we hit the border crossing! It certainly was an icy return, but smooth sailing with customs and a busy couple of weeks of unpacking and organizing to follow.

Somehow I failed to remember that we left our place practically fully furnished and now the challenge becomes, where to put all the stuff we brought back. Each day we get a little farther with unpacking, but we've been sure to take some time to enjoy just being in our home again and reconnecting with our community here.

Brave little Isla jumped right into Kindergarten and is finding her place amongst both new friends and old.

Roscoe is thrilled to hang out with his dad everyday, finding new things to get into and new places to explore around the property, like the brickyard.

I wouldn't say that we are settled just yet, in fact there will be much to do and determine over the next coming months is my guess. But it does sure feel great to be home. We're reorienting ourselves with 'country living', but are reminded each day why we chose to build our little paradise on the mountainside. It has been so great to walk out the door and hike up the mountain, sit and watch the big fat flakes load up on the branches of surrounding trees and to revisit the quiet here.

Not without a trace

2011-01-19T07:50:00.000-08:00

Well it has been quite a journey, and we're not even home yet! We're stuck in a hotel room, only a few hours from the border, having had the common sense to take an extra day on the road due to freezing rain and vehicle repairs.

Despite the chaotic and gruelling task of packing the house and studio and cramming it all (almost) into our trailer and three vehicles, the last couple days of travel have actually been a blessing. Having no choice but to sit still in a vehicle for several hours has given me the time to exhale and actually reflect a little on what just happened.

Robin's MFA exhibition was amazing. The work spoke for itself of his focus and perseverance these last two and a half years to grow as an artist and get the most out of his graduate school opportunity. But it was the overwhelming show of support and willingness to help pull it all together that really made the show a success.

Endless hours it seemed, were volunteered by fellow graduate students, friends and family. A special thank you is in order for our pal Adam Field and Robin's brother Jai, who stayed up into the wee hours building shelves, grinding pots and making several trips to the hardware store.And then of course there was the unconditional help from both mothers. My mom and Robin's offered their invaluable 'grandma' assistance to free me up to help Robin in whatever way I could.

Another incredible show of support was made by all the people that came and travelled from far just for the opening reception. The Monday night event and after party were tremendously fun and well attended. Almost too much fun, considering the way I felt the next morning when I had to get out of bed and was faced with all the packing and cleaning yet to do.

The remainder of the week was full on, but with plenty of occasions to put down the packing tape and share a beverage or two with friends. We even managed to fit in an afternoon to go skiing at Beaver Mountain somehow!?!

Monday was departure day and our intention was to leave quietly before the sun came up, but instead it became a full day affair and driveway party with our dearest friends chipping in to feed us, help occupy the kids, and strategize about how the heck we would ever fit everything in. And of course we didn't fit it all in, some things had to be donated, thrown out or left behind in Logan. I think in particular, we've left a little bit of our hearts in Utah. We'll dearly miss all the people that made this graduate school adventure one to cherish.

We may have left Logan, but not without a trace!

xo the duponts

Trace

2011-01-09T20:53:00.000-08:00

We've arrived! The end of the road, the final destination, the light at the end of the tunnel, the MFA exhibition. The work has been selected, the shelves have been hung, the pots labelled and the food prepared. Tomorrow night we'll open the gallery doors and welcome our friends, family and the public to garner their own opinion of what Robin has been working on the last three years. But more importantly to celebrate with us, his hard work and chosen focus.

Trace, is the name of the show. It represents an investigation of the mark making potential of soda firing. The process involves both consideration of form as well as the spaces left between the forms during the loading. These two specific aspects determine the flame path, thus resulting in a record of flame patterns, or otherwise a sign or mark or other indication of something having existed. So we invite all curious folks, to come out to the opening to see just what went on during the countless soda firings Robin tended to this semester.

Presently

2011-01-04T11:52:00.000-08:00

One of my favourite parts about the week between Christmas and New years is the radio programming: the recaps, countdowns, top ten lists and best ofs. And then New Year's Day arrives and the switch is made to what's new, forecasts and predictions. It's always fun to hear how 'society at large' perceived the past year and compare notes to my own ideas of what was important or not. It is a interesting time of simultaneous reflection and looking ahead.

I can't help but extend the timelines slightly. What an experience we have embarked upon these last 2.5 years, and I am dumbfounded that it is now nearing to a close! How did it go by so fast?I suppose looking back at previous posts, we did pack in quite a bit between Aug 2008 and Jan 2011. It just feels as though it were just last month I was unpacking boxes and filling drawers, and now the reverse needs to happen, soon!

Robin is loading the soda kiln today for his final firing, I am sorting through cupboards and filling boxes to be donated. Family and friends will begin to arrive this weekend to be here for Robin's final exhibition opening on Monday Jan 10th. Our little family is at last healthy and growing expectant of the weeks to come. There will be plenty to pack, plenty to clean and plenty to celebrate.

First thing first, get rid of the tree.....

The DuPont 12 Months of 2010

2010-12-31T18:29:00.000-08:00

In the first month of 2010, the DuPont family…

….made an impromptu trip to Canada to ring in the New Year with family and good friends and Isla learned to ski.

In the second month of 2010, the DuPont family…

…baked bread, brewed beer, entered a cake contest and retired a crib.

In the third month of 2010, the DuPont family...

---celebrated Gold medal Hockey, hosted family and friends in Logan, and enjoyed some terrific spring skiing.

In the fourth month of 2010, the DuPont family…

…walked the streets of Philadelphia, hunted for eggs with Grandma Lady and finished year two of graduate studies.

In the fifth month of 2010, the DuPont family…

…began our epic summer adventure, went clay hunting in Idaho, got a quick whiff of Kootenay air and had one terrific party with my brother Chris and his wife, Sarah at their wedding.

In the sixth month of 2010, the DuPont family…

…spent an incredible month in Medicine Hat at the Medalta Artists in Residence making pots, making friends, and surviving the floods.

In the seventh month of 2010, the DuPont family…

…toured Canada’s three western provinces, extended the residency in Medicine Hat, and had yet another terrific party with Robin’s brother Jai and his wife, Kelsey at their wedding.

In the eighth month of 2010, the DuPont family…

…worked on the house, beautified the property, hosted the annual pottery show and sale and embarked upon a crazy eye surgery adventure.

In the ninth month of 2010, the DuPont family…

…underwent successful eye surgery, and felt the incredible love and support of an amazing network of family and friends.

In the tenth month of 2010, the DuPont family…

…learned to ride a two wheeler, championed the potty, and were all reunited as a family in Utah after spending 6 weeks apart.

In the eleventh month of 2010, the DuPont family…

…celebrated Isla turning 5 years old, enjoyed being together again, made pots, made pots, made pots, made more pots,.

In the twelfth month of 2010, the DuPont family…

… celebrated Roscoe turning 3 years old, graduated from grad school, enjoyed the wonderful friends we’ve made these last few years and looked forward to moving home to Canada.

Wishing you and yours a very Happy New Year! xo the DuPonts

Our not so Merry little Christmas

2010-12-29T12:45:00.000-08:00

Tried as we might, Christmas 2010 was a bust for our little family. With great expectations of eggnog sipping, some skiing together as a family and shouts of joy from little ones on Christmas morning - the scenario was something more like gatorade chugging, trips to the ER on Christmas day and moans and groans instead of squeals of delight.

What a nightmare! Our little family came down with a very nasty strain of Influenza, nearly a week ago, which made all Christmas festivities and events practically non-existant. Santa took pity on us and did produce some wonderful treats under the tree, but they we met with much less enthusiasm than we had hoped, due to the miserableness we all felt. Instead of the much anticipated Christmas duck dinner we had planned, it was noodles and butter for Christmas day dinner this year.

For some strange, but lucky reason, I seemed to escape the symptoms at first and held strong through the week - able to dole out medicines, fetch cold cloths and make smoothies and chicken soup. That was until yesterday when the illness gripped me, just as I thought I'd escaped it's clutches.

Well folks, I hope you all had a happy and healthy Christmas this year. Let's just say it'll be one I'd rather forget.

Pre-Christmas funk

2010-12-23T09:31:00.000-08:00

'Twas two days before Christmas

when all through our place

three were quite sickly,

and ashen in the face.

The daddy, the daughter

and the smallest one too

had caught a nasty flu bug,

but the mama sailed through.

B'tween naptimes and popsicles

and cuddles on the couch

this Christmas, all we wish for

is the return of good health.

Guest blogger - Roscoe

2010-12-20T19:46:00.000-08:00

Hi! I'm Roscoe, and I'm three. I went skiing for the first time yesterday on my birthday, it was fun, but my mommy didn't let me go on the chairlift and that makes me mad. I do like my new airplanes and monster trucks though. And banana cream pie, that makes me happy. I'm three!

All smiles

2010-12-18T17:04:00.000-08:00

The smiles and whiskey were free flowing last night, with plenty to celebrate about. Yesterday afternoon, both Robin and CJ independently met with their academic committees to defend their thesis work and the last three years of their graduate studies here at USU. And gauging by the smiles in the photos, you can assume they were both successful. Hooray, Hooray for the MFA's!

This Moment: So Proud!

2010-12-17T23:58:00.000-08:00

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. - Amanda Soule

My sister, my hero

2010-12-15T19:50:00.001-08:00

We all have people. Spouses, friends, neighbours, family. You know - your people! Each has a role and a purpose in our lives, sometimes to help us, sometimes to comfort us, sometimes to make us better people ourselves.

And those special people that we rely on the most, don't always get the thanks they deserve. My sister is my behind the scenes person. The last few years while we've been away, she's my direct dial whenever I need some help, a favour, or an ear. Quite frankly, I would have a lot more grey hair on my head if it weren't for her unconditional love and generosity. She's reliable to a fault and I am truly lucky to call her my sister and my hero.

Make sure to tell your heros this Christmas how much they mean to you.

Why did the pot cross the road?

2010-12-14T19:39:00.000-08:00

To live on the other side, of course!

We have some really lovely neighbours opposite us here in Logan. Since the first day we arrived, when Marilyn showed up with a welcome basket of goodies, they have been fantastic neighbours to us. Our exchanges, however brief, are always pleasant and reciprocal, sometimes including an offering of fresh fruit or vegetables, or the gift of homemade soup or cookies.

Although, the greatest part of living across the street from Marilyn and Ed is the view. Their place is beautifully landscaped and impeccably maintained, with the added advantage of having the stunning view of the mouth of Logan canyon as a backdrop. Nearly every day I have lived in here in our little brick house, I have looked across the street and admired the view. Never once did I ever consider what the view was like from the other side of the street.

The other day Marilyn called up and inquired whether Robin would consider selling one of his large jars to them. But it was a particular jar, she was after. One that had sat on our front step for the last year at least, for which she often found herself admiring from across the street. Considering our predicament that we have several of these jars laying around, and the fact that they cannot all come home to Canada with us, we were happy to see one go off to a happy home.

P.S. There are still several orphan jars available for any other admirers.

Our pal P.Haas

2010-12-13T20:11:00.000-08:00

Meet Perry Haas. Perry has been a character in our Logan lives since we arrived back in 2008. Perry is finishing up his undergraduate degree this year at USU, having come out to Utah originally from Chicago, inspired to learn as much as possible about the wood firing process. He eagerly has participated in two USU study abroad trips, to China in 2007 (Jingdezhen Ceramic Institute) and to Korea in 2009 where he extended his stay to study under ceramic artist Hun Chung Lee. And from his record here, Perry was always up for a firing, no matter who needed help filling the kiln or stoking the flames. Even this year, as he obligingly finishes all the other non-studio credits required to fulfill his BFA, he still has been an active participant around the department and even managed to create a body of work for a solo show this semester.

Last weekend we took part in a local gallery walk event around town and made sure to visit Perry's show STOKE that was showcased at one of the participating venues. It was a fun night out, and we were stoked to see such a great turnout for his show while we were there.

Perry is still not completely sure what his plans are after graduation this spring, but is looking into some residencies and perhaps some more travelling abroad opportunities. He's intent on keeping his focus on making work after graduation which I don't think will be a problem with his prolific making tendencies.

Robin will miss having Perry as a firing partner, and we hope to get him up to our neck of the woods one day perhaps for a firing or two. We wish him the best of luck and are rooting for him as he's been nominated for the a prestigious award, the Windgate Fellowship Award. Did I mention, he's also one of Roscoe's 'favwit fwends' - translation Roscoe thinks Perry is way cool!

The Art of Optimism

2010-12-09T20:57:00.001-08:00

I've been wracking my brain tonight, trying to come up with the appropriate blog post title to convey this past week. And all that came to mind were bad song lyrics 'When the going get's tough', 'Mama said they'll be days like this', 'Like a bridge over troubled water'?????? Then I realized I really must be losing it.

It's been a challenging week, needless to say. The mama has been sick with a nasty head cold for most of it which hasn't helped the situation. The kids seem crankier than usual, the skies more grey and that light at the end of the tunnel just won't appear soon enough. Perhaps some of my sourness can be explained by the 'pre-dinner' hour phenomenon.....when the kitchen is busy with preparations for supper, the house looks like a bomb hit it, the children are hungry and hanging off your leg and housewives and househusbands all over the world begin glancing at their watch wondering when oh when is my darling spouse going to arrive home?

We are so near the finish. And I am certain that we'll make it there. If only I could do something about this head cold. Cough, cough, HONK!

'Tis the season

2010-12-07T21:42:00.001-08:00

To buy pottery! Don't forget your check book (or cheque book if you happen to be Canadian:)

USU Ceramics Guild Annual Holiday Sale

Dec 9th - opening reception 5 - 9pm

Dec 10&11 - 9am until 8pm

One Fine Fir

2010-12-05T20:18:00.001-08:00

The Christmas season has officially started in our house, now that the house is filled with the sacred scent of a live tree.

Robin and the kids spent the afternoon traipsing around together to let me get a bit of R&R, after one whopper of a nasty cold took hold of me in the night. I'm sure they got up to all sorts of silliness, and wasn't the least surprised to see a tree strapped to the roof of the car upon their arrival home.

We spent a good part of the evening checking the bulbs on strings of lights strewn about the livingroom, and eventually got our gorgeous tree all a glow. Although the kids almost preferred the lit up dancefloor.

This Moment: Mother and Son

2010-12-03T09:32:00.000-08:00

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. -Amanda Soule

Ducks in a Row

2010-12-02T14:37:00.000-08:00

Today is the deadline for Robin to have all his official paperwork in to complete his graduate studies. Signatures accounted for, forms filled out, proposal submitted and now the last dash to the finish. Well, sort of finish. He is defending his thesis on December 17th, but as a potter's work is never done, he will likely continue to fire over the Christmas break to see if there are any more gems to be had out of the overworked soda kiln. Good luck to him, and to the rest of us these next couple of weeks. Let's hope nobody Quacks!

Isla's Snow Gauge

2010-11-28T21:26:00.000-08:00

The blizzard that came through here last Tuesday and what it left behind pales in comparison to the dump we've been getting this weekend. Thankfully no high icy winds, just lots and lots of snow.

It was almost eerily quiet this morning when we went out to shovel the driveway the first go round. And for most of the day, the roads seemed quiet and the flakes continued to fall. We opted for making some flakes of our own, and decorated some paper wreaths with what was left of the frozen bird berries on the bush outside.

We've decided that our fishbowl kitchen window will become this winter's snow gauge, and each day it snows we'll add to the collection of snowflakes.

So if you're in Logan, drive on by and check out Isla's snow gauge, or better yet bring your sled!

Ballerina Buddies

2010-11-27T21:09:00.001-08:00

Things are starting to get real festive around here. It seems as though Thanksgiving weekend is the kick off for the Christmas season in America, with people putting up lights, tree lots opening up in parking lots around town, craft fairs and even a performance of the Nutcracker at the local theatre.

This afternoon we took in the matinee performance with some neighborhood friends and it was a real treat! Isla even got to meet some of the dancers a little earlier in the day at a separate Sugar Plum tea event. We may have a ballerina in the works here people.......

This Moment: Oh Deer!

2010-11-26T23:43:00.000-08:00

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. - Amanda Soule

BBQ'd bird and Bongo Boarding

2010-11-26T21:16:00.000-08:00

I think I'll celebrate Thanksgiving twice every year from now on. The last 3 years since moving to Utah, we've continued the tradition of celebrating Canadian Thanksgiving in October and a month later joined in on the American festivities without apologizing for it. I do love turkey dinner!

Last night we hosted the clay crew at our place for an evening of turkey, wine and pie. Not one, but two turkeys met their fate, and both were spectacular (many thanks to Trevor and Donna). Trevor smoked one on the barbeque while the other was roasted to perfection the ol' traditional way.

The kids were thrilled to have a house full of people milling about, laughing and sharing stories. Just about everyone had a turn visiting Isla, the esthetician, and we topped the night off with some good ol' bongo boarding. Thanks everyone!

True to form

2010-11-24T22:13:00.000-08:00

Despite the severe storm warnings put out by the National Weather Service on Tuesday afternoon, despite the reported 118 traffic collisions and 119 vehicles that apparently slid off the road, despite the treacherous driving conditions, high winds and poor visibility that closed down sections of Interstate I-15 that night.......

....the ceramics students at Utah State University persevere. Kudos to Perry Haas, Louis Reilly and Alix Brodeur who were unstoppable in their wood prep yesterday afternoon as the blizzard hit Logan. And good luck to them with their firing this long Thanksgiving holiday weekend, may they find their way through the snowy streets to our place for a little turkey at some point.

6 inches under

2010-11-22T21:14:00.000-08:00

Break out the toques, mitts, boots, snowpants and coats cause Winter has arrived in Logan! This past weekend marked the first major snow fall here in town for the season, a month prior to the official start of Winter, but welcome nonetheless.

It started snowing on Saturday and turned to a blizzard some time in the night last night. We woke up to a blanket of white covering everything and it didn't let up until much later in the afternoon.

I was ready for the snow to descend down the mountains, and the kids were thrilled to spend much of today outdoors playing in it, with the occasional hot cocoa break.

Now tell me, Who doesn't love winter?

This Moment: Early morning kiln check

2010-11-19T16:41:00.000-08:00

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. ~Amanda Soule

The Suck Truck

2010-11-18T23:42:00.000-08:00

It was warm enough this week to do a little leaf raking outdoors. And with the right amount of moisture combined, it made for a wet and soggy mass of leaves to drag to the curb. Although they weren't suitable for pile jumping, at least they didn't blow away.

Besides the curbside recycling and garbage pickup that I am going to dearly miss when we move back to the woods, the Logan City Department also has a curbside leaf pickup. It's fantastic! Around this time of year or sooner, you start to see piles of leaves being collected and mounded at the curb in front of homes. Ambitious folk bag their leaves, but many such as I, just rake them up in a pile and wait.

Wait for the suck truck, and today it came. A garbage truck equipped with a massive sucking hose on the side, designed to drive along and suck up leaves each fall. Worthy of a post, I'd say.

The little teapot that could

2010-11-15T21:53:00.000-08:00

The 2011 Annual NCECA Conference, “Tidal Forces: The Next Wave,” will be held in Tampa/St Petersburg, Florida at the Tampa Convention Center, March 30 - April 2, 2011. As part of the NCECA conference each year, a National Student Juried Exhibition is held, open to all full time undergraduate and graduates enrolled in a US ceramics program.

Robin was one of 22 graduate students from across the country selected to exhibit in last year's show in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. And with great pride, I am excited to spill the beans that he's been selected again for this year's show in Florida. The teapot above is the lucky winner that will take the tour d'fedex cross country this spring to the University of South Florida, which will host the NCECA 2011 National Student Juried Exhibition March 21 - April 2, 2011. Yay!

Cupcake cure

2010-11-13T21:02:00.000-08:00

Today was supposed to be the much anticipated Birthday party for Isla. Instead of the pancake pyjama party we had planned for her and her pals, she spent the entire morning laying on the couch complaining of a sore tummy.

Turns out the birthday girl has strep throat! Who'd of known since she never complained of a sore throat. Rather it was the fever that triggered me to cancel the party and take her into the clinic.

I have to say that despite the rotten situation of having to cancel her party on her, she was a real trooper and willingly agreed to sleep the entire afternoon away. She even managed to summon a smile when I pulled out the 'birthday cone cupcakes'.

Roscoe enthusiastically inquired whether we could eat the entire batch since the party was cancelled. I suppose it doesn't hurt to ask.

Who knew you could bake cupcakes right inside the cones?Just use your favourite cake recipe, fill the cones 2/3rd full and bake in oven at 350 for 30 mins. To help to ensure they don't come out flat, preheat the oven to 500 before putting them in and then turn down immediately to 350 for the baking time. Another tip to help them stand up in the oven is to use a paper egg carton: cut the lid and bottoms off and insert a cone in each egg slot. Then bake in the oven on a cookie sheet. The paper doesn't burn, I too was skeptical!

This Moment: Hard a work in the studio

2010-11-12T21:56:00.000-08:00

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. ~Amanda Soule

Every girl should be so lucky...

2010-11-11T21:22:00.000-08:00

...to have a daughter as sweet and special as mine. Happy birthday Isla Belle. Five years ago today you made me a mama, and I have cherished every moment together. I love you.

What's missing?

2010-11-09T13:09:00.000-08:00

Roscoe here is having a good ol' chat with his buddy Buzz Lightyear, informing him of how he no longer wears diapers. NO MORE DIAPERS! I can hardly believe it myself. I have endured five solid years of diapering, and I can now say we are at last a diaper free family.

With much help from my mom (and a few bribes) this fall, we were able to potty train Roscoe. But I am most proud of his own accomplishment of night training himself - he's been sporting underpants through the night since we arrived back in Utah with no accidents! Way to go Roscoe!!!!!!

My boy has grown up in more ways than just this it seems lately. I catch myself often marvelling at his language and detailed descriptions of the world, his agility and bravery on the playground and his eagerness to take on new adventures. We decided to enroll him a few mornings a week at the same facility that Isla is attending. Last week was his first experience in this kind of setting ever and he was both curious and successful.

Despite the lump in my throat when I dropped him there that first morning, he seemed ready and confident in his own sweet and humble way. And although my heart still sometimes pangs at seeing him so grown up, he is indeed showing his mama in so many ways that he's ready to take on the world.

To infinity and beyond!!!!

Get in line!

2010-11-08T11:17:00.001-08:00

The soda kiln in the courtyard at USU has been cranking out the pots these days. Amidst our friend Adam Field's visit and workshop this past weekend, he also somehow squeezed in a firing.

And it was a good thing for daylight savings, as it allowed for that extra hour Sunday morning after a late night studio potluck, for the guys to unload and clean up the kiln shelves before Robin's intermediate class started loading it up again at noon.

Robin's thesis work will all be soda fired, and he's getting a good handle on some firing techniques to manipulate the flame during the process. Our spare bedroom has become somewhat of a private viewing showroom for his eyes only as he has already started to accumulate some successful pieces for the show.

Adam also had success with the soda kiln and was happy to take back a load of pots that will be part of an upcoming holiday sale at Red Star Studios , in Kansas City next month. The sale opens December 3rd, so don't miss out on some of these sweet soda pots.

Korean Style

2010-11-06T10:37:00.000-07:00

Our good friend Adam Field is visiting this weekend from Durango, Colorado. He's here to do an Onggi and Carved Porcelain Workshop for the folks at USU, presenting the traditional Korean Onggi coil/paddle methods he learned during a 10 month apprenticeship with a South Korean master, Kim Il Maan a few years back.

Adam came bearing gifts from the Korean market in Salt Lake City, and we had a few folks over friday night to dine Korean style on our living room floor. The food was delicious. Somehow I was able to work some magic and the kids were asleep in the their beds before anyone arrived. I'm sure the first thing out of both of their mouths had they been awake would have been, "But Mom, you said we're not supposed to eat in the living room!"

Fall?

2010-11-05T12:16:00.001-07:00

Will they or won't they? It's November 5th and despite the incredible autumn colours, the leaves are still holding out, the sun continues to shine and we are doing a lot of bike riding these days. The weather has been fantastic this week and much of last, but the forecast is for snow this coming weekend, so we are taking every opportunity to pedal while it is still nice.

With winter right around the corner, that also means the looming deadline for Robin is not far away. He is incredibly busy in the studio these days, firing nearly every week and sorting out details for his thesis defense in December. I'm doing my best to steer any undue stress or parental expectations in the other direction so that he can concentrate on this last push to the finish line, but much to the kids delight he happily still finds time for bike rides.

What a treat!

2010-10-31T19:34:00.000-07:00

Spideyman and the most adorable little ladybug I have ever set eyes on moved into our house about a week ago and began training for what turned out to be a most eventful Halloween eve last night. Here in Logan, Utah, this holiday is much anticipated and well celebrated, but ironically never on a Sunday should the actual day fall on the sabbath. We had been forewarned to be prepared for trick or treaters on the Saturday night and spent the day baking and preparing our costumes for a neighborhood party down the street.

It was a good thing it wasn't farther than a half block away because I might not have made it to the house in one piece had it been any farther- my friend Donna and I made the trip on ill-fitting rollerskates as part of our costumes as roller derby girls: Sin-derella and Black out Betty!

The party was a great opportunity to 'see' some neighbors and friends that were curious to hear about my surgery and recovery, and it was an extra special treat that Grandma Lady offered to babysit the remainder of the evening so that we could go out again to the adult party after bringing the trick or treaters safely home.

Whewwwwwww!

2010-10-26T21:07:00.000-07:00

Home at last. I exhaled a giant sigh of relief on Sunday afternoon when we arrived back in Logan after our 6 week absence. Robin was home making pasta for Sunday supper and greeted us with open arms and a noticeably clean house. It didn't take long before the kids hauled out all their toys, the laundry piles were sorted and the kitchen smelled like home. It feels good, really good to be home and looking ahead.

Farewell to the Golden Days

2010-10-16T17:42:00.000-07:00

Well we said farewell to our home away from home, here in Golden. I can hardly believe it has been a month since my surgery and I am due for my final follow up appointment this coming week. With fingers crossed on tuesday, the retinal specialist that did my surgery will have a peek at my peekaboos and tell me that all is great and I can return to the life I once knew.

Golden has been great. As mentioned again and again, I couldn't have done this without the help of my mom. But the kids and I will surely look back fondly on our days here with so many fun memories and achievements accomplished.....

.....where Roscoe was pottytrained.

....there were in-house spa treatments

.....where Isla championed her two wheeler.

....where breakfast was accompanied by live music.

....and there were endless hours to talk on the telephone.

It was terrific to catch up with so many friends, thanks to all that helped fill the hours of my days by taking time out of their busy schedules to chat. It has reminded me that as my life will surely soon return to its hectic pace, it is important to connect with loved ones both near and far. Farewell Golden days, we're looking forward to getting home.

The Makings

2010-10-15T21:11:00.000-07:00

Sure, I've been loafing around for a month, listening to podcasts and playlists, having my meals made for me and my kids cared for. But what's Robin been up to? Besides taking up permanent residence in his studio cubicle I hear, firing wood and soda kilns simultaneously and applying for student loan money......he's also part of a show in Banff this month at Willock and Sax. Read on.

Willock & Sax gallery in Banff is exhibiting,"The Makings" this month, a group exhibition of ceramic works will feature a changing progession of ceramic artists. The show is an evolution, featuring established senior gallery artists, a selection of innovative mid-career, and emerging individuals.

Ceramic artists will include John Chalke, Barbara Tipton, Bradley Keys, Les Manning, Fran Cuyler, Neil Liske, Ed Bamiling, Sean Kunz, Katrina Chaytor, Priscilla Janes, Aaron Nelson, Jenn Demke, Robin Dupont, and more throughout the month of October. In addition, historic works by Luke Lindoe and Walter Drohan will round out the exhibition.

Reception with artists in attendance, Saturday, October 16, 2-5

Willock & Sax Gallery
211 Bear Street in Banff National Park
Banff, Alberta, Canada

Happy Thanksgiving

2010-10-11T18:32:00.000-07:00

I am thankful for children and for how easily they bring laughter and love to any home.

I am thankful for food and for my good fortune in life that I needn't worry about going without.

I am thankful for family, for their unconditional love and support, and all their kookiness! Happy Thanksgiving.

My Rockies Recovery

2010-10-09T09:08:00.000-07:00

The little town of Golden, B.C., is literally right in the heart of the Rocky Mountains. We've been here nearly a month with my mom, recovering from my eye surgery, and despite strict orders to lay about and do nothing, our days seem to fill up easily with all sorts of fun and adventure.

Now that I am seeing better each day, its been wonderful to soak up the mountainous terrain in these parts. We've taken many walks along the river, on the trails and even a bike carraige one day, appreciating the incredible colours and scenery.

With all sorts of enthusiasm and surprises up her sleeve, Grandma Lady has aptly entertained and delighted my children tenfold. There was a fabulous playhouse that arrived, by forklift no less... trips to the park, playgroups, road trips through the mountains, teaparties with real china and more.

We've even celebrated the major accomplishment of Miss Belle riding her two wheeler bike without training wheels! With the groundwork that daddy did with her earlier this summer, she caught her balance no problem the other night in the back alley and has been at it ever since. Hurray Isla,we'll always remember our stay in Golden as the place you rode your bike for the first time.

My mom was a true saint to take me and the kids in for this unexpected period in our lives. Without any hesitation she stepped up and offered to care for my kids and I, post surgery, so that Robin wouldn't have to delay his graduate studies. She has selflessly given up her entire fall practically to help potty train, make meals, insert eye drops and spoil her grandkids and daughter rotten. We are so lucky and thankful to have had this time together, realising sometimes lthe unexpected in life also brings wonderful surprises.

With much more to be thankful for, we're headed into the Thankgiving weekend and excited to spend it with cousins,aunts and uncles. Let the cousin craziness begin.......

Cloud cover kindness

2010-09-30T20:19:00.000-07:00

On the contrary to most people these days, I am not super stoked about the gloriously sunny autumn days we've been having this week, still being oversensitive to light since my surgery. Rather I prefer the fog and overcast weather. At least those days I can bare to be outside, and since I was starting to feel a bit couped up, I welcomed a trip this morning to the skateboard park with the kids and Grandma Lady.

I'm fast approaching week 3 of recovery and although I would say my vision has totally returned, I'm discovering it is a bit wonky with my previous glasses prescription. As I was a devout contact lens wearer prior to all this fuss, it has taken some getting used to wearing my glasses again. My vision has always been poor enough that I can't really function without, so until my eyes heal and settle enough to get a new prescription, I'll have to get by with these ones.

It's been more so the environmental factors that seem to be holding me back. I'm pretty wary of being outdoors when its bright or windy and still unable to tolerate too much rapid eye movement (reading, blogging, premier tv week watching). So what have I been doing then?????

Well there is always a silver lining to every bad situation they say. For me it has been the opportunity to see and spend time with my kids with more intention and less distraction. With Grandma Lady here to help, and my condition to just chill, I've found many hours to sit and play and just be with them. They are both incredible little unique wonders and I feel so priviledged to be their mama.

Gotta wear shades

2010-09-26T10:21:00.000-07:00

Two weeks post eye surgery, and I am actually feeling pretty good. The first week I spent hidden away in dark rooms, mostly lying flat on my back at my mother in law's home. Thankfully with Robin at my bedside to keep me company, but he has since returned to Utah to put his head down and make some work. I can't imagine what those first few days post surgery would have been like without him here and am so grateful that he was able to make the trip back with us all. I was actually pretty comfortable, having prepared myself for more pain, rather it was more like discomfort and the irritance of being subject four times a day to a deluge of eye drops and ointments.

Knowing the kids were happy and in good hands with my mom, it wasn't so hard to keep my promise and rested that week, trying my best to avoid any undue eye strain. I spoke to them everyday on the phone, sometimes several times a day, and they both seem content and well settled in with Grandma Lady but I sure missed their giggles and warm little arms around my neck. After my follow up eye appointment and a happy report from the surgeon last Tuesday my brother and I made the three hour drive from Calgary out to Golden. It was certainly an enthusiastic reunion, although I think Roscoe was more interested in the load my brother was hauling in and behind his truck than the overdue cuddle from his mom.

We've been having a fairly low key week here, adjusting to me joining the routine my mom had set about creating with the kids on her own. My vision is still slightly blurred, even with my glasses and I am now into the dry eye phase, despite the continuous eye drop treatments. My eyelids are still refusing to open right up, but that is likely a strategy they've come up with on their own to keep the light out. I think I might be wearing my sunglasses for awhile anyways.

Just happy to be on the other side and on the mend!

Hugs all around

2010-09-13T06:43:00.000-07:00

Today is the day and I think I'm ready. The last couple weeks gave me plenty of time to prepare and set myself and my children up for this little life disruption.

We made the two day journey back to Canada over the weekend and gave ourselves a buffer day yesterday to just relax and do nothing essentially. The kids were happy and all smiles yesterday morning as they headed off in Grandma Lady's car. Isla was sure to give her mommy an extra cuddle before she left which I am holding on tight to.

I'm also the grateful recipient of many many cyber hugs these past few days. Thanks to all that have been sending your thoughts and prayers, its an amazing feeling - love, that is.

Robin and I are off to the hospital where I'm sure I'll get at least one more hug.

Back in the groove

2010-09-05T19:42:00.000-07:00

It didn't take us long to pick up where we left off four months ago and seem to have easily fallen back into our Logan lives as though we never even left. We have visited all our favourite spots in the course of this first week back; the ice cream shop, the Mexican hole-in-the-wall restaurant, the pool. We even started up our ol' Sunday Supper tradition again tonight and made fresh pasta with local eggplant, tomatoes and basil that we'd picked up from the Gardener's market.

With each beginning of the school year here, it seems to get easier. Especially with all the unanticipated events of the last two weeks, I am surprised to find how at ease I feel being back in our place here in Utah. It truly feels like home. The kids have seamlessly slipped back into their day and nighttime routines, sleeping better and eating healthier. Despite the initial frustration of having my surgery delayed, I am indeed grateful for the little bit of down time granted.

Robin is fully back into the swing of things in the studio, teaching and making pots. He's also putting together his thesis proposal right now with the intent to graduate at the end of this semester. With that as the goal, I'm realizing that our little brick house won't be our home for much longer, and I'm already tuning into some of the things that I'll miss.

An equation

2010-09-01T20:07:00.000-07:00

two young lovers + one elaborate white wedding + a year travelling together overseas + several different mailing addresses + one large and loyal german shepherd + one strawbale timber framed house + a pottery business and gallery + ten tons of brick + two adorable children + a crazy graduate school adventure = nine years of married bliss.

Full day fears

2010-08-31T18:23:00.000-07:00

Today was Isla's first day of school. Last year she attended the USU campus preschool program, two half days per week, which has since been upgraded to a brand new facility this fall, while Isla has upgraded to two full days. Yesterday we stopped by the new building to have a quick look around and both Isla and I were most impressed with the play areas, learning tools and fantastic outdoor landscapes that have been built for the children.

We've decided that we would make good use of the free transit in Logan this semester, and Isla was most thrilled to catch a bus this morning to chauffeur us to her first day of school. I could tell she was slightly nervous about the new adventure, new building, new people, full day, but left her feeling that she'd settled in once she recognized a familiar teacher from last year. All her fears of being away from me all day seemed to have disappeared, when I checked in to see how she was doing midday. But my fears of her being totally exhausted and cranky at the end of a full day did come true. Growing up is hard to do, and sometimes hard to watch.

Back in the U.S of A, eh!

2010-08-29T18:33:00.000-07:00

It's never felt sooooo good to crawl back into my own bed. After an epic week of explaining to a concerned four year old why our plans keep changing, here we are afterall back in our Utah home for some much anticipated and needed down time. It was an unbelieveable summer, really. With so many great people and places to have crossed paths with. But four months of living out of duffle bags is certainly long enough to truly appreciate the place you call home, even if it is a temporary home.

We've returned home to such a welcoming, besides the unwelcome 'CHECK ENGINE' light, upon passing through the border crossing back into the United States, our first stop was in Helena where we were treated many times over by our friends Bobby and Crista. You may remember these two characters from some of the adventures from last year, but they have moved on from the Logan life and have settled in Helena, Montana to make pots and be merry amongst so many other clay enthusiasts.

Bobby and Crista fed us, gave us a place to lay our heads and kept us up until wee hours of the night talking. It was so great to see their digs, and catch a glimpse of their post USU life together. Congrats to you both, and many thanks again for the fantastic hospitality.

We pulled into the driveway of our little brick home in Logan late Friday night, and our terrific neighbors Kate and Mike had stocked our fridge with milk, fruit and homemade soup even! Since then we've been catching up with many of our neighbors and friends at the local Gardener's Market and around the block.

With just the weekend to get settled in before some serious schooling starts, we figured we better at least have a little fun and not just do laundry. So today Robin hit the canal with our pals Trevor, Donna and Perry for a little surfing.

Tomorrow is the start of a new school year, might as well catch some waves while you can.