Sunday, May 26, 2013
The Voice From the Bead Display
So I'm walking through a bead show recently, when I hear this little voice saying, "Psst, hey lady, look over here!"
It was coming from these luscious little purple glass drops with impressionistic blooms of color on them. They were sitting, inconspicuously waiting to lure me into dropping some dollars in their direction.
What? The beads never speak to you? I see you nodding your head, so don't even try to deny it.
Yes, they came home with me, and we had a lovely play date. And this is what they told me they wanted to be when they grew up.
Thanks, Nancy, for the clasp, which was left over from the awesome bead soup you sent me!