Story Bowl: Sailing Sheep

Custom story bowl with the tiniest sheep I made so far :)  It lives on the isle of Wight. 

Request was as follows: A bowl for a couple married 50 years, she loves sheep, he loves sailing and they're going to the isle of Wight, where they went for they honeymoon, to celebrate their 50th anniversary. 

The making off:

Version 1 of the sailing sheep, bit too big compared to the bowl.

Bowl with some blue glass ready to go in the kiln for the glaze firing. 

The 2 boats with the sailing sheep in the back ground.

Smallest boat set in the bowl in between the glass.

The finished bowl:

Packed in and ready to go:

More layers to the scene in the bowl:

He was in the marine and out on sea a lot, hence the lonely sheep. He thought upon receiving the bowl, that the sheep in the boat was a bear, cause his nickname is that of a famous bear. The boat can also be sea as the "huwelijksbootje" literary wedding-boat in Dutch, as in to embark on matrimony. 

I love it when a bowl triggers all sots of stories :)

France

We, hubby and me, were in France in the second week of May, enjoying the good weather and the good life.

We added an extra day at the start to visit Marta whom I met through etsy, she now runs several etsy shops, among which Martice Vintage. The view from her house is stunning, even on a more grey day.

She took us to a vintage/flea market in a village nearby. So thanks to her I found these awesome drinking cups. I love the green glaze on the inside especially.

Our final destination was Cotignac in the Provence, the trip took us through the mountains, often along this stream, the Buech, growing wider as we went further south. It was a great ride.

Cotignac is a stunning village, with a cliff full of history rising up behind it. There was a market on Tuesday and a vintage fair on Wednesday, lots of nice little cafes and restarants so we did not go far.

                         

We shared a villa with friends just outside the village, a little paradise.

Only on the day we left we came across the famous lavander fields. And a sweet black cat near the garage where we had stoppped cause the engine kept overheating because the belt that cools the engine was slipping. The problem solved itself (like at the dentist, problem was gone once we were at the mechanic) and we drove home safely.

Next time you might find us on the motorbike too, it is such a great place for bikers, 

lovely winding roads and such.