Who gets to be like a kid every day and come home at the end of the day dirty and tired and happy to be? I'm grateful for students and customers who help me keep doing what I love to do.
I am most grateful for this guy, who- without a particular appreciation for pottery per se- has been emotionally and physically supportive of my professional life (and I of his!) for three decades. (And he still likes to hike with me, especially where there are streams involved.)