Donald

The clay receives the information from the potter.

The early morning started with a vivid sky of so many tones through from yellows, orange, reds and pinks and the 'farewell to the day' sky was equally enhanced with reds and oranges.

Another whole day of classes with, unfortunately, no time to take a gander at the blipmeet folks at the Mosque, even though this venue was not so many yards away from where I studied.

I spent the evening in the pottery where Donald, Colin, Vicky and Morven were all very industriously working in preparation for the Garvald Bazaar which is to be held a week on Saturday at Gorgie Factory.
We ordered a take-away curry, and though we all started out quite hungry, (well Colin ravenous) we soon felt nicely full.