Our Lady Fingers Potters were recently selected to be featured artists at Helen Arts and Heritage Center. Our work is on display and would love for you to stop by and check out our pottery. Below are some pictures of our hand built pottery on display.
Happy New Year to one and all! It's hard to believe 2016 has come and gone! Is this what happens when you're middle aged? The days just seem to fly on by. Why Christmas is just around the corner. I better start making my ornaments. Before you know it, it will be Christmas Eve!
January is a calm month for me. All the hustle and bustle of Christmas is over and now I can get back to my knitting (currently making a welcome blanket), finishing one book and starting a new one, and catching up on my shows. I usually record my shows because I can't stand the "never ending" commercials. It's amazing how short a show is without the commercials.
I better enjoy the peace and quiet because both of my daughters are pregnant and due within months of each other (a girl in April and a boy in June). I already have a 16 month old grand baby girl, Madison, who I love and adore. Just think, I will be a grandmother of three and all three will be in diapers and under the age of 20 months. I have a feeling this year will be a busy one for "Ni Ni". My granddaughter has started calling me "Ni Ni" (not sure about the spelling) and with a little coaxing from my daughter, she's even started calling her grandpa "Papa". So it looks like our names are set.
Earlier this week we were cooped up in the house because we just had our first flurry of snow. Not much snow but the temperature did drop. My husband and I braved the cold to walk around our neighborhood. It felt good getting out of the house and walking briskly in the cold air. It reminded me of days gone-by snow skiing out west. That brisk air just wakes up the soul and we look forward to a hot toddy when we get back. Even my left knee says "thank you" because the more I walk the better my knee feels. It will be almost a year since I had my knee replacement surgery and it was well worth it.
It's the middle of the week and we're going from 18 degrees just a few days ago to 70 degrees by this Friday. That's our unpredictable Georgia weather.
So between now and baby time, I will be working in my clay studio making plenty of pottery. I enjoy the peace and quiet working in my small studio. It's very therapeutic and I've been pleased with the results of my work. I just met with the rest of my Lady Fingers tribe to make bowls for charity and just hang out and try to solve all the problems in the world. (still working on that part)
Since it was pretty cold earlier this week, my husband made some chili. He keeps the recipe in his head and there is no measuring, so I took it upon myself to write it down. It's pretty good when he makes it. I just hope I translated it correctly.
John's Chili Recipe:
1 lb ground turkey
1 lb ground lean beef
1 large onion diced
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 box Carroll Shelby's Chili Kit
2 cans diced tomatoes
1 TBS molasses
1 TBS cocoa (unsweetened)
1 green pepper diced
1 can chili beans
1 can canolli beans, drained
1 TBS worcestershire sauce
1 can chicken broth
1/2 cup water
Lightly saute onions and garlic in 1 TBS olive oil in a skillet
Brown Turkey and Beef in a separate skillet
In large pot add broth and 1/2 cup water (add water as needed during cooking)
Add molasses, cocoa, and worcestershire sauce in pot and stir
Stir in box of Carroll Shelby's chili kit
Add sauteed onions and garlic
Add tomatoes with juices
Add beans and green pepper
Add browned Meat (Turkey/Beef)
Heat to boil, then reduce heat to medium and cook for an hour
Bon Appetit and God Bless
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That is a happy group. That was Christmas 2014 for the Holmes family and we lived it up on the ski slopes of Colorado, ate at great restaurants together, had game nights and saw a movie or two together. Together! Did you notice I didn't mention the gifts we gave each other? We did that of course, but that is not what we remember. We remember being together.
Yesterday, December 27th, I was having some quiet time in the morning and I was reading a devotion that lead me to write a little on the subject of the season. The author mentioned a neighbor who had set up a large inflatable Santa Claus in their yard. A couple of days after Christmas, the Santa suddenly deflated. Kind of says it all when it comes to all the holiday madness, don't you think?
2014 was the last Christmas we have had together. (I have already resolved that in 2017 we will all be back together again.) The last two seasons had situations that have prevented us from all gathering together. Last year was the first year without my boys and daughter-in-law. It was grim. I was not a happy girl. This year, however, I once again made myself a promise to dwell on the true meaning of this blessed of all holidays. I do this every year and some years are better than others. But this year I'd have to say I was more prayerful about our situation.
In November we went to Denver to spend Thanksgiving and my birthday with our family. It was fabulous. I loved our time together once again. We did this because we knew Christmas would be out of the question. My husband was scheduled for surgery two days before Christmas. It was a major surgery on his foot and for six weeks he would have to be totally off of his foot. Did I say "six weeks"?!?
I knew I had to mentally prepare for this. Playing the part of nurse maid is not exactly my strong suit. I know. Shocking! But my closest friends will verify that fact. But it's good to know your weaknesses, don't you agree? So that's when I decided to focus on the real reason for Christmas. Christmas is celebrated because of the gift that was given to ALL of mankind - a Savior. Jesus came down from a cushy throne to live among us and not as royalty as we know it. His is the gift that gives for eternity and won't deflate two days later.
Yes, I missed my boys and daughter, but there wasn't this grim, poor, pitiful me this year. My prayers were answered. I received the gift of thankfulness, patience, joy and peace. These are gifts that keep on giving.
We are now about to complete day 7 of post-op and I haven't once raised my voice to my precious, demanding husband! We are doing fine and this too shall pass. New Years is around the corner. Spring and then summer will be upon us before we know what hit us. Fall will slip by and Christmas will once again be here. Try to remember the Christmases past. Do you remember the gifts you received? I'm betting not. But times together with family and friends are what will most often come to mind. This year I want to grasp those moments that I share with family and friends and cherish them for years to come. God bless you all this coming New Year!
Oh Yeah! And look forward to more original and new pottery from us Lady Fingers in 2017. What we create DOES make wonderful gifts for your friends and family! 🙂
We are four women, all from different parts of the country, different backgrounds, different talents and personalities. There are two things, however, that link us together. One, we all like to stick our hands in the clay and get dirty together. Down and dirty and create! Second, and I believe the most important thing, is that we not only love each other, but we all like each other. Now and then I tell a family member "I love you but I don't like you right now." You know, love and like don't always go hand in hand. These three women, however, are my friends and I love them as well as like them.
Friends! This subject is very near and dear to my heart this week. On a loose schedule that was made for us by our social media advisor, I was assigned to write something about "friends". Well, as it turns out, I need to write about friends. On Sunday evening of this week a very close and dear family friend suddenly left us when he had a massive heart attack. I have lost friends and family before, but never so suddenly. My husband and I have been wanting to get with this couple now for several months, but the busy summer kept us pushing that time further into the future.
Now he is gone! He had a very close relationship with my husband, Duane. He called Jerry his "bare-naked buddy". No, Jerry wasn't an exhibitionist. But Duane could share anything with Jerry and Jerry would listen, relate and never judge. Jerry and I had a different relationship all together. I could get mad at him and he would never hold it against me. He'd just grin and I knew he'd be thinking "Get over yourself, little sister!" I loved that man. There never was a time he couldn't make me laugh, even at myself. We had a kindred spirit, I think. Both stubborn and hard headed - opinionated and judgemental. But both of us fiercely love our family and friends and God forbid if anyone ever messes with any of them.
So now, here I am with one less wonderful friend. I am thankful he was in my life and I look forward to the day he welcomes me home. This sudden loss has made me so much more sensitive to all those I am able to still call "friend". I am so glad that the Lady Fingers have started this blog. It enables me to put into writing how much I care for each of them; how much I admire them as strong women of substance; how much I enjoy laughing and crying with them; and what an honor it is to be associated with each of them.
So, for those of you who read this, please take some quiet time and contemplate your relationship with your friends. They are a very important part of you and you to them. Value them, respect them, and above all take frequent friend-breaks and LOVE them.
Well, let's see, I was born in the year of the Lord...OK! OK! I'm just kidding. But I was born in Wisconsin and even as a little girl, I felt that God made a mistake about where I was to live. I had this natural affinity for the South. I read "Gone with the Wind" when I was about 10 and lost my heart to Georgia. I also discovered the author, Eugenia Price of St. Simon's Island and determined I'd live in Georgia one day.
A lot of time has come and gone since those early days of dreaming about Georgia and its pine-scented woods. Let's see, I was in the U.S. Army for five years. I've been married twice (both from - guess where - Georgia, of course.) The second one stuck, btw! I've raised two handsome boys to young men and they, along with their dad, are the apple of my eye.
And yes, I moved to Georgia when I was 25 and it was everything I had dreamed it would be. There was a minor pit-stop in St. Louis for 13 years, but I arrived back in the lovely country of Northeast Georgia and have fallen in love all over again. Here I finely found my "tribe," a group of wonderful artists who befriended me and have loved and nurtured me. They are made up of old and new friends, always the best combination.
One of these special women, Patti Petit, came into my life when I was writing articles on artists for the local newspaper. Patti is a potter and teacher, and while in her studio that day, she showed me a piece that one of her students made after just one lesson. I was totally impressed and remember thinking to myself, "Now I could do that!" Well, only weeks later I was one of her new students. That was it! After two sets of lessons with Patti, I was on my way to a potter's future. And Patti had become not only my teacher, but my dear friend and mentor.
From there, I was introduced to Jaymi, another artist and potter. Now Jaymi is someone I aspire to be when I grow up. I thought I had a pretty well developed imagination, but Jaymi is certainly at a higher level (or maybe another planet). These two ladies have inspired me in my new endeavor in countless ways and always are encouragers.
So after a few years into my love of pottery I, too, became a teacher (of sorts). A friend from my distant past retired and moved to Northeast Georgia as well. I invited her to visit us on a Friday when the three of us worked together in a gallery studio. Next thing we knew Patricia was down and dirty with the rest of us -- hence our tribe.
I'm in love with Northeast Georgia and all its beauty and not only the wonder of all the nature that surrounds us, but in love with pottery and the people I've come to know and love here. I hope you will join us on our journey together. Who knows, maybe YOU will become one of the tribe!
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