I spent last night fighting the wireless network and Firefox trying to get online to post my Daily Photo. After a few resets of everything that’s plugged in in the house and a quick switch to Chrome… I’m ba-a-a-a-ck!

After a week of stupid driving and not selling as much pottery as I would have liked, I have made it safely back to my home. Much to my relief, nothing bad happened to us while we were away. The van took the trip like a champ, even if she isn’t a spring chicken any more. No one broke into the van and stole our stuff. We weren’t mugged or shot at by Libyan terrorists while driving our DeLorean. The only thing that could possibly count as an ambush by a stranger was when, as I was crossing a traffic jammed street during rush hour, a woman yelled at me to see if I could see what the hold up ahead was. I could not tell what the hold up was, but I did notice that the woman in the car was wearing Gryffindor robes. Some people get jumped by thugs for their tennis shoes. I get questioned by a student witches while crossing the street. Such is my life.

So, now that I’m home, I can tell you about all of my treasures. I didn’t get nearly as many as usual, but it was a smaller show and very few of my friends were there to trade with me. But, I did manage to walk away with a few handsome pieces.

I got a really wonderful plate impressed with Gingko leaves from Beth at Evening Star Studios:

I got a super cute owl mug from Marguerite Brennan:

I also got a beautiful “Speckled Woods” mug from Amanda at Wolf’s Den Pottery:

In addition to those fun treasures, Le Duke brought me a gift from the Visionary Art Museum:

Pancake Land equates this gift with a baker buying his assistant a WalMart* cupcake. She does have a point, but I think the concept is still right up my alley. Dinner ware with hand rendered genitalia?! Don’t mind if I do.

That’s all of my treasures. Oh, I almost forgot. I did get a button from a fellow letterpress printer at Tutta Lou Press. The button reads “Letterpress Junkie”, but I am too lazy to go take a photo of it right now. Just know that it is cool and you are not.

Before I left for Baltimore, P.L. wanted to know if we would be stopping at the Preacher’s Treehouse on the way there.

The what? I asked.

The Preacher’s Treehouse. The biggest treehouse in the world. The one that that preacher built because God told him to. She replied.

Oh, that treehouse. Um, maybe. I said.

But we didn’t go by there on the way out. Pancake Land was not having it. So, on the return trip, Le Duke and I stopped. For those of you who do not know about the Preacher’s Treehouse, you can click here to read a thorough article on it, thus allowing me to not have to write a thorough article on it. I will say that said treehouse is located just a couple of miles off of I-40 between Nashville and Knoxville, so if you are driving that route anytime, be sure to stop by and see it. I mean it is a giant, God-inspired treehouse located off of Genesis Road in Crossville. Yeah. Was and is it amazing? Absolutely. You have no idea just how awesome and terrifying this thing is until you’ve climbed to the very top of it and looked down on the garden of flowers that spell “Jesus”. When you’re on the ground, they just look like a field of flowers.

You said it man. Note the tractor at the bottom of the cross, right above the E. That is a full size farming tractor, just to give you an idea of how high up you are. That, and you are looking down on the tops of trees. Anyways, here’s probably my favorite shot of the treehouse that I got:

And it still doesn’t do the thing justice. Awesome and terrifying. That is how I describe this thing. Le Duke made some comment about it being created in God’s own image. I’ll agree with that.

Well, I’m tired of typing now. What am I doing this weekend? Nothing. That’s wishful thinking. I’m trying to get my land legs again. Trying to get my kitchen back to the way that I like it after a week of Pancake Land touching my precious things. That and I have to find all of the knives that are hidden around the house for “security” against rapists, killers, and thieves. Anywho, I’ve got lying around to do. More soon. ~SC