I finally made it out to the studio again. Seems like it's been forever. It was a warm day, so I had to slosh through the melting snow, but it was still nice. I played with the glass for a couple of hours, but I think my muse was out playing in the puddles. Knew it was time to stop when I ran my arm through the flame. Just didn't think and reached right through it. Quick enough not to burn myself except for the little hairs on the back of my hand.
These had been in the kiln for awhile, so I finally got them out and cleaned. Wonder why all my flowers seem to be
I sold some of the tree beads so tried to make some new ones...boy, am I ever out of practice on them. But there will probably be more of them. I like making them.