The wisdom of Yogi and some Pear Butter
"If the world was perfect it wouldn't be."
"Pair up in threes."
Every year I do pears in the summer. Not many. Just enough to keep me busy, but not so much to keep me from enjoying making them. This year they came out so beautifully stippled and scarred. As if they were grown in an abandoned and overgrown orchard. Last year I trimmed an old magnolia tree and dried the branches just to make the stems for the smaller pears. The large pears (about 7" tall) have ceramic stems as I can make them thick and sturdy. The terra sigillata was made last year and left to age under the work table. It is now silky and goes on with a satiny hue. A bit of flannel and an old polishing stone and a bit of soft buffering was all that was needed. Oxidation fired to cone 05. A finishing touch of a stem and they were done.
"When you come to a fork in the road take it."