my kitchen table...

So many wonderful things happen at this table.  It is the place where I write, create, bead, draw, read, open gifts, open mail, rest flowers, study, wine & dine.  It is the heart of my home.  It is my studio.  It is the heart of my creative soul.  It is a gathering place for love, for friends & for family.  It opens long & wide like a welcoming smile.  It is weathered & cracked but as solid as a heart of gold.  It is my field of dreams and my mountain high, my shelter and my escape.  It is my domain. My kitchen table is everything to me.