One moment I took a step back to survey the scene: our kitchen full of loved ones, enjoying food and each other's company. The tables were covered with handmade items- mostly pottery. Somehow this added even more warmth to the scene- almost as if the people who created these pieces were there with us too. It made me very thankful to be one who creates and I couldn't help wondering with whom else I was "sharing" these moments with through my pottery.
Guthrie joined in the festivities as well by trying sweet potatoes for the first time. He couldn't quite figure out which tasted better: the sweet potatoes or Suze's pot?
