WaY Behind in Final Celebrations

I'm back from my week being a grandmother. And I am happily home from a summer of travels, and I realize I am woefully lacking the celebratory ice-cream-ending ritual of finishing a class with a dish. This is from Whitbey Island and the great Pacific Northwest Art School (and Joan) so tomorrow I'm due!

 

Yes, Joan, Ice Cream

Demos care little for how the space looks as I flip through pieces that I'm working with. The week's class is over, I've picked up the floor, wiped down the tables, put away the gear. Now, Joan, is my ice cream reward. 

 

Scarves Galore

I've been printing silk scarves for the website store. My goal to have them ready by Sunday. It was time. I've got fabric printed and in the queue, as well as linen. When these are added, I'll be on to next year's calendar. Tonight? Ice cream celebration. Late. but not too late. Right Joan?
 

East Coast? West Coast? Neither

Somewhere between the great coastal beaches is this one from (great) Lake Ontario. A few waves, setting sun, footprints. As long as there is water, it is fine with me. (Now what you can't see in the shot is the ice cream from Abbott's.)