Season of mists....

Where has the year gone? A catalogue of Christmas food goodies is now sitting on my kitchen table, picked up in the supermarket this morning - and we haven't even done with the pumpkins and toffee apples yet! No doubt about it, time goes oh so quickly as you get older. Only a few weeks to go before I send Mr J up to the loft to get the tree down again.

We went out for a longish walk this morning and I have come back with an idea for a piece of jewellery using beaded beads over red leather cord. I've not made beaded beads for ages, it's so rewarding seeing a pile of elements grow and then having the fun of putting them together into a necklace. I will take the colours from the Autumn hedgerow, blackberry, hawthorn, burnished yellow leaves - nature paints such a pretty picture this time of year.

Meanwhile, Misty Dawn is all finished. Apricot agate is said to be good for the immune system, so this is perfect for a winter outfit, although wise to put a scarf on to be extra sure!

 

Misty dawn necklace

A few weeks off has done me a power of good. I’d got to the stage where I felt totally ‘burned out’ as it were, and a minor illness which needed some tablets from the GP to sort it out left me feeling totally lack lustre. Impossible to be creative when you are feeling like that so I took some time out and just concentrated on cleaning the house and giving the workspace a good tidy up. Eventually got back my energy, but found it hard to get the creative side of the brain to kick in again.

The workspace was inviting with a clean desk, pliers neatly lined up in a rack like soldiers waiting for orders, and beads sorted into containers. That sort of tidiness just screams creative block and procrastination!

Then one morning I took Mr J his coffee into his den and looked out of the window. It still quite early and the dawn was breaking into the most beautiful misty shades of apricot, muted blues, greys and mauves.

 

Autumn skies can so often surprise and delight. My muse was awake and on the case straight away. A piece of Apricot Agate was selected, beads tipped with pleasing abandon in a mix to match the sky, and wire began to wind like the silhouettes of branches under the dawn sky. All’s right in my world again.