Winter is a nightmare for trying to keep up with my photography. I need to work through all of my
etsy goods because I'm sick of the old photos and I know that I can make them better. But it seems that no amount of racing home after school is getting me enough light to get it done. I have two giant cardboard boxes saved at school to bring home and make a light box out of, but I'm worried about having to find a place to store the gigantic thing...so I need to design it so that it can compact into something small...now we're talking major craft effort during the holiday season when I have no business doing anything but knitting.
Oof. Well, I couldn't get enough shots today, but I got a few of this new necklace that I made. I'm not thrilled with this one, because it's not showing the sweet little red button that I threw into the curly Q, but you get the idea at least.

I had found the little red buttons at that immense 4-H fabric sale in the summer but there were only three. I made the necklace and then was ready to put the two remaining red buttons away when they yelled "make us into earrings!"

Luckily, the buttons are plastic so I just snipped off the backs and filed them down and stuck them onto some ear posts.
And I was going to try to get a photo of how pretty the dusting of snow was this morning, but it was so cold that I just dove into the car. So here is the downside of the snow, from the warmth of the car, while my dear Andrew is scrape scrape scraping the windows.

It really was pretty. Honest.
Oh! And we are going out ON A SCHOOL NIGHT to see Michael
Hollinger's play
An Empty Plate in the Cafe Du Grand Boeuf which I missed the first time it came to the Arden and I'll be damned if I'm going to miss it again.
Toodles.
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