Cam says the minute I slide into her car.“I can’t wait to see it either,” I agree.Cam messaged me earlier today, saying she thought she’d found a studio to start her pottery work. She’s been looking for a new studio for months now, and the fact that she’s found something to satisfy her is surprising. She’s so very particular about the space “speaking” to her. I honestly didn’t think she would ever find somewhere that would work, so when I got her message earlier, I jumped on the chance to look at it with her after work today.We make our way downtown and turn onto a cozy street with older houses that have been renovated into local places of business. She pulls to the curb, and I look to my right to see the cutest house I think I’ve ever seen. It’s an older Tudor-style brick home painted a deep blue. The lawn is well manicured; even the “For Sale” sign hanging from a wooden post boasts the antique feel.“Hi, Lana! Thank you so much for meeting us,” Cam says, shaking the hand of the realtor.
