Fall on Cortes

I feel the same way again as I did after Jonna died. I have no desire to do anything and if it wasn’t for my walking group in the morning I doubt I would even get up. Fall is here and we miss Doreen. She would be back from her road trip by now and the realization that she is not coming back is slowly getting settled in our minds. We had a thanksgiving dinner with her family and although it was a nice evening, Doreen wasn’t there. The leaves are falling, and even though the colors are spectacular, it makes me even sadder.

I am getting myself into al sorts of commitments just to keep so busy. I can hardly keep up. I am teaching an eight-week pottery class with MC, which is fun. Just to see the excitement of the 4 student is great. I hope we can teach them enough so they can continue throwing and finishing pots on their own if they want to. I am doing a 2 week hand building class for seniors and am starting 2 classes for kids that are home schooling. Computer stuff is piling up.

My display at the local Credit Union looks great and I am getting lots of comments from people, which is very nice. I am trying to make pieces for Christmas so I can go to the Friday market to sell my pots to the locals. I applied to the Campbell River Art Gallery to display my pots in their gallery – they have a separate display starting November.

I am not sure if I am at the Whaletown Christmas Bazaar this year. They are changing the rules and are looking for people and their art/crafts that are not already displayed elsewhere. Just when you think you got things covered… I love the Bazaar. I love the food, the people, the trading that happens and the setup the night before. I think I like it so much because we are Whaletowners and it was first Christmas Bazaar I ever did.

Things are changing and although I know change is good, it is going too fast for me.