Hump Day

It’s officially winter. I know because the cheeky gray Junko has taken up residence in the nest under the eave outside my office window, vacated by the sweet house wren that has sensibly flown south. Several years ago this nest fell to the ground and he was in a complete tizzy. I tucked it into a small but sturdy cardboard box and nailed it back up and it has been in alternating use ever since by this pair. I am not sure who sublets from whom, but I’m delighted they each approved of my handiwork.

From the window over the kitchen sink I can watch him dart here and there, and sit in the bush so close I could reach out and touch him. I like these sturdy winter birds. They are good company for me.

It’s hump day between the two weekends of our Kiln Opening Sale. Joseph and Alex are cleaning up more pots to refill the shelves. Arranging and rearranging them, I love this chance to handle the pots when I am not in such a hurry. I can finally look them over - picking out my favorites. After 25 years of taking a few pots from each firing I have enough of most all the shapes and sizes Mark makes….so I just pretend to be shopping.

Today is our 26th wedding anniversary. Twenty-six years of being married, running this business together, and raising Emma and Meg. “The way we work together is what sets our love apart, so closely that I can’t tell where I end and where you start…”

It has started to drizzle. Hopefully after the rain tomorrow the weekend will be sunny. The Kiln Openings are so much more pleasant when we have nice weather and the check-out can be outside on the picnic tables. We had a great crowd last weekend. I am always touched by how many people come back again and again, and how the Chatham Studio Tour always brings new folks with their brochures in hand.

Here’s the last few lines of that song by Clint Black and Skip Ewing… sappy, sure, but it’s still a great song.
“Something That We Do”
…I remember well the day we wed, I can see that picture in my head
Love isn’t just the words we said, it’s something that we do…
There’s no request too big or small, we give ourselves we give our all
Love isn’t someplace that we fall, it’s something that we do.