We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures. ~Thornton Wilder
I want to thank everyone who came out to the Open House this past weekend and to all of the other artists who were on our “Over the River and Through the Woods” studio tour. I have met so many nice people through the making of pottery that I can honestly say it is one of my life’s greatest treasures. It is hard to explain how making items from clay from the Earth can be such a satisfying life venture. It is the time of year for reflection, and without getting too mushy, I must say that I sincerely appreciate all of my customers, and think with joy about all of those people who will be receiving gifts from my hands this Christmas. I do not take for granted that the gift of passion has come from above. As I put on one of my plates, “The hands of God mold the clay that is us.” Amen.
As with gladness men of old,
Did the guiding star behold,
As with joy they hailed it’s light.
Leading onward, beaming bright.
So most gracious Lord, may we evermore be led by thee.
As with Gladness Men of Old by Conrad Kocher & William Dix