This photo is so romantic… me and my love painting pottery together.
We took a friend out for her birthday this evening and as I expected Nick loved painting pottery. It’s so meditative and relaxing. We were there over three hours, and he said he could have gone at least one more.
He’s been having a lot of frustrating and relentless phantom pains lately, and I think painting offered him a rare chance to “zone out.”
That, and he now has a special bowl to eat his oatmeal from every morning. Awwww, how sentimental.