i had a wonderful day yesterday. when the studio is open and inviting sales, i meet lovely new people and i see wonderful friends who come and support my endeavors. it was such a perfectly pleasant day. sunny with a breeze off the lake. the yard, periodically filled with laughing kids. uncontrolled, real, from the gut laughing. the tire swings were busy. i was busy. lots of lemonade and shortbread. lots of long chats. and a successful and fantastic day. and i've decided i will be keeping the shop open while i'm working now, so people can come by anytime to pick something up.
i'm a little tired. and anxious to start the quilts that were ordered. and photographing napkins and tea towels to list on etsy. yesterday was a different sort of busy, today my regular busy starts again. just a walk along the lake with edgar and i'll be ready.

we live in a neighborhood that i am thankful for everyday. we regularly share amazing moments with our neighbors. tonight was one of those times. krista and rudy organized a wonderful autumn celebration for canadian thanksgiving. we gathered at their place, everyone arriving laden with bowls of food and bottles of wine. 2 organic turkeys.....so the scent of roasting turkey was drifting down the street all afternoon. and a long table heavy with food. laughter and eating and wine. children being coerced to eat enough of whatever item they didn't want to eat. dogs waiting for the sloppy eaters to let something fall. and then someone suggested some fresh air before bringing out the pies. so all of us sauntered down to the lake, while the children raced. i found a pocketful of beach glass. we climbed on the rocks.

and then wandered back home to pumpkin pie, apple pie and butter tarts. and a little more wine. the children were begging for tickles. and attention of any kind, really. we found intriguing conversations about our different but similar fundamentalist christian childhoods. and then it was time to gather our bowls and walk across the street to our homes with a goodie bag of turkey and pie to bring home.

we are lucky to share our lives and our homes with the wonderful people we call neighbors. happy thanksgiving.