Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Nothing lasts forever
While getting dinner ready last night I witnessed the sudden destruction of one of my most precious bowls. It had been a gift from my daughter, made by a local artist and was one of a kind. It all happened so fast I am not sure who to blame. It could by my dog, my cat or my son assisted by the wind. I am providing a photo of the crime scene with a stand in bowl. The original star of the story is now resting in the trash can.