Thursday, December 11
Dec. 12th, 2025 12:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gottawonderToday I am grateful for:
That I was able to "attend" our pottery communications committee meeting by speaker phone. It was a bit awkward, but not bad. I tried to only speak when I really had something to say, but that's maybe what I should be aiming for more often.
The meeting was productive, and we were able to come up with solid plans for our "interdisciplinary craft center gathering", which will hopefully include members of the weavers and the wood workers as well as the generally dominant potters.
It is our hope to give people a chance to meet and mingle with people from these lesser recognized parts of our craft community.
I was also pleased that D (my friend, who is on the committee) sounded reasonably enthusiastic about the event this time. At our last meeting, she was feeling really drained from personal life events, and was projecting that negativity to our efforts, which I managed to salvage by reminding everyone that the existence of our committee was to promote community.
Anyhow, the meeting lasted about an hour, though it felt like longer with the awkwardness of being on speaker phone.
Then I girded my loins, figuratively and literally, to face the cold to take care of the animals. No small feat. It was about -23 C, which wasn't SO bad, but I knew I had to be outside for a lot longer than usual because I had extra tasks today.
I prepared the goat pens in the garage for occupation, taking clean pails of water out, and laying down wood shavings.
I took extra hay to everyone.
I coaxed the two goats, one by one, to allow themselves to be caught and taken to the garage. They hate being caught, and that usually takes a long time, especially since I didn't want to get them upset and running around in the cold. Once they were caught and they realized they were going to the garage they were pulling on their leads to get there.
You'd think that they would clue in to the signs that I'm trying to help them. We go through this every winter.
Then I put blankets on the ponies. They don't need them for -23 c generally, but it's supposed to get much colder tonight.
I got another sled full of wood. We used the wood stove last night and it kept the house toasty warm with only a bit of assist from the furnace.
After all of that, I was pretty tired (my winter clothes and boots are heavy too, to wear with all the walking back and forth).
I came in, made supper (for those who are curious, it was quinoa and veggies, with added "ground meat" done to somewhat mimic a hasty chili).
My Sweetie got the wood stove going for the evening, and we watched "Drive", a very good movie but I had forgotten so much of it that it felt like I hadn't seen it before.
That I was able to "attend" our pottery communications committee meeting by speaker phone. It was a bit awkward, but not bad. I tried to only speak when I really had something to say, but that's maybe what I should be aiming for more often.
The meeting was productive, and we were able to come up with solid plans for our "interdisciplinary craft center gathering", which will hopefully include members of the weavers and the wood workers as well as the generally dominant potters.
It is our hope to give people a chance to meet and mingle with people from these lesser recognized parts of our craft community.
I was also pleased that D (my friend, who is on the committee) sounded reasonably enthusiastic about the event this time. At our last meeting, she was feeling really drained from personal life events, and was projecting that negativity to our efforts, which I managed to salvage by reminding everyone that the existence of our committee was to promote community.
Anyhow, the meeting lasted about an hour, though it felt like longer with the awkwardness of being on speaker phone.
Then I girded my loins, figuratively and literally, to face the cold to take care of the animals. No small feat. It was about -23 C, which wasn't SO bad, but I knew I had to be outside for a lot longer than usual because I had extra tasks today.
I prepared the goat pens in the garage for occupation, taking clean pails of water out, and laying down wood shavings.
I took extra hay to everyone.
I coaxed the two goats, one by one, to allow themselves to be caught and taken to the garage. They hate being caught, and that usually takes a long time, especially since I didn't want to get them upset and running around in the cold. Once they were caught and they realized they were going to the garage they were pulling on their leads to get there.
You'd think that they would clue in to the signs that I'm trying to help them. We go through this every winter.
Then I put blankets on the ponies. They don't need them for -23 c generally, but it's supposed to get much colder tonight.
I got another sled full of wood. We used the wood stove last night and it kept the house toasty warm with only a bit of assist from the furnace.
After all of that, I was pretty tired (my winter clothes and boots are heavy too, to wear with all the walking back and forth).
I came in, made supper (for those who are curious, it was quinoa and veggies, with added "ground meat" done to somewhat mimic a hasty chili).
My Sweetie got the wood stove going for the evening, and we watched "Drive", a very good movie but I had forgotten so much of it that it felt like I hadn't seen it before.
