I love being inspired by my childhood playground, I spend many of my Sundays at my father's house in West Grove, PA. Most of the time, I sit in the kitchen in my grandmother's chair and make jewelry. Winters, it is bare up there and it smells of horse manure, so I always look forward to awaking spring. The first glimpse is when the little snow drops peek up from under the dead leaves; I cherish them because they remind me of my grandmother, Queen Elizabeth. Once spring arrives, I truly get inspired, I walk around the several acres of land and smell roses, find rusty things, hear the goats across the way and catch bugs like bumble bees and beetles. I was really tickled this past Sunday, because I saw bright green moss growing on a tree outside of the house; it was quite brilliant the way the green set off on the brown bark.
This Sunday was a little light on creating, because I spent several hours organizing my beads. I'd travel up to my pops with a travel box suitcase with wheels filled with 6 organizers and one shoulder bag filled with 5 more organizers plus three smaller ones. So the strap broke last week, gosh way to heavy, so I separated my beads and put some away for later. Now I just have the suitcase and two long organizers. So finally about 9:30 after supper, I was able to get to work. Hopefully this week I will get some time to myself.
N E W A R R I V A L S
~ 1) Totally bubblicious and tied with a bow!
perfect to feel young and fun while taking a stroll down 5th Ave.
or at a beach side wedding. Made with a vintage metal shell pendant matched with gold pearls;
only a mermaid could wear such a beautiful adornment.
~ 3) In the heart of the Mississippi Swamp are bright green water lily pads kissed with the sun. These earrings are modern simplicity matched with nature.
made from cream and yellow enamel daisy balls that hang from a thin brass link.