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.