A recent, gentle voice from the beyond was apparently all the motivation I needed to convince myself it's time to light the raku kiln and fire four plaques I have had perched on top of the propane heating stove for half a year. At least they should be dry by now. With my limited experience and resources the results of any firing I attempt (no two the same) is problematic. I cringe when I tally the many times I have slowly raised the temperature in the kiln trying to avoid cracking, slumping, or other damage only to hear a muffled (or sharp) explosion as the piece or pieces thundered into a miriad shards. But, time is wasting, so the next time daytime temperatures rise above freezing there will be a warm yellow-orange glow emanating from the covered lean-to next to the garden shed, either that or another series of disappointing sounds, like that of four hands clapping.
Well, here you are, at the cyber home of, among others, Trout Creek Press, The Dog River Review, and the depository for the Uncollected Papers of F. S. Whinkla. You will find a variety of unrelated ramblings, musings, dreamscapes, and outspoken tirades from myself as well, though I will endeavor to keep these to a minimum.
Why a WEB page in the first place I heard myself ask? Ego, vanity, all the usual, self-centered reasons. But also because I believe everything (well perhaps I exaggerate a little) is important, and therefore has meaning, albeit, sometimes unknown to us. And, because it might be important, someday, to someone, somewhere, I try to write it down. for as the queen in the Disney version of Alice in Wonderland said, “Write that down, it might be important!” And as the King said, in the book, “If there’s no meaning in it that saves a world of trouble, you know, as we needn’t try to find any.”
I am totally ignorant of how these things (WEB sites) work and expect that if I decide to continue there will be many changes, especially in the next few months - I beg your indulgence.
Larry (lhawkins@hrecn.net)
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