A month of Sundays.

 It's been a month of Sundays since I last found some time to just sit down and write about what is going on here.

We had family in, my favorite part of the month of Sundays.
We worked, I went off to school, we are working the best we can to keep both ends of the candle going.

Yesterday, as a kiln cooled, we drove to our favorite place to relax a bit before we start a new week.
The addition of Four Saints in Asheboro is that perfect place where everybody knows your name.

 There is nothing like walking in and being greeted by the guys who own the place, running into a few friends and enjoying the fruits of their labor.

On one of your trips to see us I suggest you stop in.

This has been the view from my kitchen window the past few days, so still that I feel as if I am living in a picture book.

  The clouds were writing messages of love.
 I am heading out to unload the kiln, followed by 2 days at work, packing for a show, spending the weekend at the show and getting up to start over again.
A month of Sundays might just pass us again.

I'll see you when I see you.
M