Pieces of slate...nope, not pieces of eight.

Do you have any idea how difficult it is to write on slate from an old barn roof?!

It's bumpy, and peels.

I suppose I could have used paint instead of chalk, but I thought chalk was a good choice in case I decide to change the wording.

 The patina on these pieces is amazing!
I've had them stored in the shed for about a zillion years. While cleaning that same shed, Mr. L found the slate and asked if I wanted him to dump them......WHAT?????? okay....I held my breath for a minute, then said in a calm, relaxed voice....."ARE YOU CRAZY??!!!" 
I brought the slate inside and washed it off. Then I sat and stared at it for a day, or maybe two.
Hmmmmmmm. I said to myself.

Then I got out a piece of chalk, and started writing.

It was a daunting task.

I tried to keep the letters from getting all blotchy, and blumpy....

I don't claim to have the best hand writing......as you can see for yourself to be true.

I also don't keep things from going downhill very well going freehand.....next time I'll use a ruler.
Anyway...I just couldn't let these beautiful patin....nud pieces sit any longer.
So I'm using them in the kitchen for now. There is a huge piece that will go over the stove.....after Mr. L. drills another hole in the top for hanging.
Hopefully, by then, I will learn a few more French words. I only know things like "wine and beer", and "bread and eggs"....and, oh yeah....bon appetit...is that how you spell it????