hope

spring is coming. there's no denying it. it's a sunny, warm (59 degrees)late february day and our daphne bush is heavy with blooms - their heady scent transports me immediately. i'm 17 and in love - and he's just given me a slightly homely (sorry daphne but your beauty is inner) bouquet of the most intoxicating blooms i'd ever encountered. he's long gone but my love for daphne is eternal.

a window into...

the right side of my brain...



a picture of some beads and bits and bobs that inspire me. i marry them together into something pleasing (hopefully) sell them and send them on their way. many of my treasures are vintage - found at estate sales and all over. they've already lived one life - boy do i wish they could tell me of their travels - and are on to a new one. pretty cool huh?



i'm a blog neophyte so i'll be feeling my way along the gravelly shoulder of the digital highway. bear with me.