Holding the Mountains

The work of Skye potter Patricia Shone

I was born in Scotland but apart from my earliest memory of hiding under giant rhubarb leaves I have little recollection of those first years. I am told that I climbed Ben Nevis without complaining at age three. The rest of my childhood was spent in rural southwest England between the sea and the moors. There were cows, sheep, chickens, fruit trees, raspberries . . . and more rhubarb. I remember bicycling through country lanes, mucking about in streams, horse-drawn painted caravans on the common, and the freedom to walk out of the house and wander…