Beaver:

The BB problem is in R's court. I am not touching it.

Today was an off day. No pottery got done except turning to dry, covering to keep from drying too much. Turning heat up, then down...

As I was preparing to leave for an event, and trying to finish computer, something C said triggered the memory that tomorrow may bring 70 to 80 km winds! I rushed outside and struggled, successfully, to remove the canopy from the swing, remembering someone telling me that a wind last year made mince meat of his!

On my way, I remembered the canopy! Maybe I can get it down in the am. Raining now - all the way there and back - two hours in the rain and dark! But safely home and glad I went, even though I understood only about 50%; being environmentally poisoned decluttered my brain of the ability to discriminate sounds. Sometimes I cannot help but be frustrated by everyone speaking "a foreign language".