Rabbit Food

This is a shot of me with my bunny masterpiece that I made several years ago for Easter.

They are surprisingly easy to make.

So today, I whipped up a small one for our lunch. He looks all wrinkled (and even kind of mad looking) before he gets baked.

Fresh from the oven, and eyes still closed, a baby bunny emerges.

Here he is all prettied up and laying in a nest of salad fixins (and tuna salad).





His eyes are raisins. And that was supposed to be a bunny tail down there.





I didn't have nearly as many salad fixins in the house as when I made the first one. But I still had the same platter to display him in.

I found his teeth in a bag of granola I had with coconut slices.

And his nose is just a cut piece from a radish.

I used a knife to make his whiskers.

The whiskers overlap his little bulging bunny cheeks.

Which I think may be the hallmark of a well "bread" bunny.

Bird On A Wireless

I finally achieved a taste of freedom today.

Although it took nearly a full pot of coffee to make it happen.

And a little help to read the fine print.

A couple pieces of brightly lit up hardware.

And I broke free of the table where my laptop normally resides.

It's a nice kind of freedom for a change of scenery.

My new wireless connected laptop.

With Simon to help me demonstrate.

The End of My Basement Studio Redo

I found a new sign while I was out thrifting the other day that was just the finishing touch for our basement studio.



I also found a long bench that I elevated above my shelves to display all my non pottery displays that were until now, taking up much needed pottery drying space.

And I think it is time for me to stop invading anymore of the space with my playful whims.

So I guess I'm finished and will have to find another project.

As soon as I figure out what the English translation is for "Chartres."

Larger Than Life In Corea By The Sea

Just a short drive from us, is Corea By The Sea. A visit to this picturesque village reveals what life in Downeast Maine is all about.

Downeast humor can be subtle or dry, but it always gives a chuckle when you notice. Like these folks that named their home "Lobstertown."

Quite literally, this is the view from their backyard.


It's the type of scene you would expect to see on the cover of a jigsaw puzzle.

When you're here, even on an overcast day, there is plenty of color for you to feast your eyes on.

It's the quintessential Maine fishing village, where as if on queue, the gulls gather above the wharf right while you're taking pictures.

You almost feel like you're on the set of a movie when you're here.

But it's all real, and all larger than life local color.

More Downeast humor.

Sometimes it's not so subtle, but it did give us a chuckle.

Puff, The Magic Dragon

This is not "Puff."

Although he does live by the sea.

These are not bird's eggs either.

Would you believe me if I told you they were dragon's eggs?

Maybe he IS Puff, the Magic Dragon.

Or maybe not.

He can be very convincing though.

He hangs out in our basement studio. I say we humor him.

Winter Returns

The view out my window this morning.

I think my seedlings caught a glimpse of the thermometer.

I think I saw them huddle even closer together. Good thing they're inside.

Not to worry, it was only a dusting and it was all gone by late afternoon.

Not Quite Spring

Some people refer to these as Alstroemeria, but I always forget that name so I just ask for Peruvian Lilies. This time of year I like to have something Spring-like to brighten up my walls and these flowers always last a long time. This is how they look after 4 days in my glass wall pocket.

Our library is still closed for the winter, in fact it won't open until July.

It was built in the late 1890s for a sum of $25,000. privately donated by Mrs. Martha Leavitt Jones, the wife of the founder of Sorrento. A splurge for the day I'm sure, but look how long it has lasted as it's intended purpose, which was to serve as a library for a community of 200 people.


It has a covered, arched porch on two sides of the structure, which is more visible this time of year without the leaves on the trees.

An old tradition is to paint the porch ceilings the same color as the sky to trick the wasps into thinking it is the sky, which keeps them from building their nests. Or to keep spiders from spinning their webs. And less Spring cleaning is needed!

Notice the layer of sand and grit still on our roads. They usually sweep that up sometime in the spring. One year it snowed the day after they swept and the plow truck laid down more sand. Maybe that's why they are holding off this year.

You can almost tell it's still a bit brisk out. March winds. Too cool to go without a jacket.

Yet too warm for a winter coat. It's that in-between season, that is one of the reasons why we always dress in layers here.

It's A Wonder He Put Up With Us

Seeing today's date made me remember it's been 2 years since we lost our Bo. This photo, taken by my sister as she was trying out her new lens, always made me want to caption it with "Got lobster?"

Bo borrowing Henri's reading glasses.

We miss you our sweet Bo. You were such a Good Boy.