Listening to the evening news.
Beading tray across my knees.
And I know better.
Slight balance shift.
A gazillion bead pick-up.
Funny thing, gathering loose
beads. Diminutive art, color,
texture, form.
Calming, untroubling my
weary mind.
A floor's worth of worry beads.
Some of my beautiful new Czech beads.
Some have already become new earrings at
CiaoCarolina, my Etsy shop.
http://www.etsy.com/shop/ciaocarolina
Oh I hate when that happens! Very pretty.
ReplyDeleteOh *(&%@! I bet you had lots of four-legged "helpers" :)
ReplyDeleteUh, exactly two!
ReplyDeleteThey're always a big help!
They also like to watch
me clean up disasters. ;-/
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