
Saturday was great. Lots of wonderful friends, family and art lovers came by the Berkeley Potters Guild... Tons of good wishes and support. Sunday was rainy, freezing cold and I dressed like I was going to the tropics... cute little black sweater, kitten sling backs and a dot rayon trumpet swishy skirt! I discarded the idea of wearing tights because when I looked in the mirror, just as I was leaving the house, I looked too dark and refugee-esk. My job for half the day was to sit by the open door, be my best Vanna White greeter and "sercretly" guard against shop lifters. I found an old shawl and bundled up the best I could. If I was worried about looking like a refugee before - you should have seen me after! I didn't see any one pocketing pots
but did have some great conversations with pottery lovers and the hot mulled wine helped a lot. To quote an expression I used to endure many a sales meeting -"Drink don't whine"! Many thanks to all of you who came by to keep me company. I'll be there for 2 more weekends - just look for the big pile of wool that moves slowly getting the wine glass to her mouth!


