So we all know this month- the long dark nights, the stormy days, the suddenness of sunlight splitting the gloom of a murky afternoon. The perfect month to nest inside and work on your craft while dreaming of summer's play to come. Of gardens in bedtime moonlight, of afternoons filled with saltwater breezes, walking the beach searching for bits of shell and glass. All winter long, I collect places in my mind; places that on summer afternoons, warm from the days's sun; I can sit and craft. I I watched for benches and lawn chairs, porches and swing sets, picnic tables and stone walls- all with which to perch myself upon and craft or knit. I can see it all now as I think of summer. Lucas will run and run and finally collapse at my feet while I smile and bead, enjoying every moment. What beadwork will I do outside? I like to embroider tiny pieces. I carry all the supplies in a sandwich bag and work in my lap. Losing a seed bead or twelve is not bothersome. It is my gift to all that is around me...the earth. The ground. The grass. A bit of color, a splash of sparkle. What a trail I can leave!
For this evening though, as I grow sleepier and hear what I think are mousey noises in my garage office; I will post a picture of some of our newest beads. Acid etched, two hole glass beads in a stunning collection of earthy and rich colors. Good night.
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