When Grandma Grace's Thanksgiving bowl topples off the table and into
the lives of others, it becomes a useful found object for all who
encounter it. From one Thanksgiving to the next, the bowl makes its way
upstream and downstream, through sandboxes and snowstorms, carrying
goodwill and offering creative inspiration. By the time it makes its way
back to Grandma Grace's backyard, it has been a vessel of gratitude for
many creatures, echoing and fulfilling its original purpose'holding the
annual 'I Am Thankful For' lists of the family.