Ah...to be at home working, Elizabeth- The Golden Age (soundtrack) on the Bose, Scratchy barking at the squirrel, freezing cold airs outside, a cozy 60 degrees inside, what else you ask...well, a hot cup o Joe..what else! So I shall sit and create as a day meanders to night, the silence soon begins, as I work through the night...ah...yes, this is the life.
I love these hours of daytime to night,
so much can be heard when the days hustle is stilled by the dark...
only the winds and the sound of a lone chime, lamenting for spring...
the Winter Sprite floats on drifts of frozen breath,
alone, waiting to possess the magic hidden by the sun...
dragging her beads of frozen water, droplets of ice tumbling and tumbling...
oh see, she has captured the sky in prisms of aqua,
sequins dancing 'round wings of golden light glazed by the moon...
hush...hush...o'er she flee to the beams.
This new necklace features a brass 'sprite' charm, aged with a bit of old, glass fire-glazed aqua beads and recycled crystal clear sea glass. The bauble captured by this clever sprite, is a jewel that once dangled from an earring of old. This piece is going to Sisters', but will also be on my website for purchase. Email me for availability, as it may have been sold at the antique shop.
Be quick, as sprites are weary...
