While My Camera Gently Melts

Just back - slightly singed and totally exhausted - from the night shift at the Tel Hai anagama: we finished the firing around eight in the morning,having used up all the wood available [there's quite a pottery tradition of chopping up the furniture when the wood runs out,but cone 11 was down in most of the kiln,and the test rings looked unusually good,so we refrained: most of the furniture is plastic and metal,anyway]. A good time was had by all [as usual,there were a couple of enthusiastic converts to the strenuous joys of wood-firing among the first year students] and I'm off for a few hours' sleep.