We recently relocated, within our fair town, from a 3 acre property to a 14 acre property. This is a long-time dream realized for us. More land, a slightly bigger house with the perfect floor plan … more on all that later.

For now, here are some moments from the last few glorious and grueling weeks. If it hadn’t been for friends and family, quite literally, this move would not have happened. In the last 4 weeks we’ve moved 17 years of life from one house and barn to another house and multiple outbuildings, began what we think will be our last renovation (definitely more on that soon) and met some really wonderful neighbors up here in this very special spot in the universe known to some as “The Hill”.

 

moving day

 

 

new friend

 

 

the painterman, himself, preparing the basement for temporary studio-ness

 

a little outdoor time

 

 

…and then I went to the store for some nail clippers.


 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

I’m finally back at the wheel–working on a series of tumblers. I’ve been splitting my time between tableware pieces and some new sculptural work.

The studio, with the low temp. of 25 F outside, was about 55 F inside. Good job, Mr Insulator. Two years ago, I wouldn’t have been able to work on such a cold day. I’m so thankful for a warm-ish workspace.

I threw a quick 10 pieces and mucked through some dreaded studio chores while listening to First Aid Kit, a Swedish duo. Some great songs …and hopefully some great pots.

calla set

breakfast bowls and tumblers

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Vermont living

 

January kitchen

 

sunny dining room

 

from the dining room

 

living room

 

on the 9th day of Christmas

 

balancing act

 

dreams of summer

 

snow on the way? we can hope.

 

 

It’s true. Our sweet house on the hill is for sale. Here are the basic details: