It was spring of 2004 when I first saw her. Seated amongst the audience, I was entranced, hanging on her every word as she chronicled her journey as a clay artist. As I think back to that day, can I recall the details of her story? Not in the least but what comes to mind … Continue reading About Friendship, a Volcanic Eruption, and a Bit of Destiny.
About Friendship, a Volcanic Eruption, and a Bit of Destiny.
