On Pottery, rubber seeds, and frosties

I visited my dear pottery class last night. Nothing had changed with the exception of a few new faces.

The studio was a mite cloudy as always (does the dust ever settle?), my pottery aunts were still making weird sculptures (they have been working the wheel for so long that they have become a bit too creative I think), and the pieces I fired from ages ago were still lying on the shelves

Half the fun in producing a piece lies in the unpredictable-ness of how the glazes turn out. I like how mine turned out ;)

Don't you love rubber seeds? A month ago I was walking along that stretch of road near Upper pierce reservoir and they were just lying there, waiting for me to pick them up. I held up the base of my shirt and tucked as many as I could into my make-do basket.

on another note, LOOK AT THIS GINORMOUS FROSTIE!!!!! It's the biggest one that I've ever seen in my long history of frostie-binging. I'm proud to say that I ate up all 2 and 1/4 inches of it.

What do you think? Isn't this whopper the biggest frostie you've ever seen????!?!?!