I enjoy going into the Birmingham Bead Shop to see the beads. I’m not remotely crafty so can’t do anything with them, but I enjoy looking at them and dipping my hands into the trays to feel them run though my fingers, it’s a lovely sensation. Here, in no particular order, are my favorite beads.
He loves me.
He loves me not.
Fruits of the forest.
Sweets for my sweet.
Cotton reels.
Thankfully Kate, the very helpful owner of Birmingham Bead Shop, doesn’t mind me rummaging through the bead trays like some weird fetishist. Which is good of her. And it seems that if I don’t know how to make something nice with her pretty beads, I can learn how in a Beginner’s Workshop in good time for Christmas. Seems my family will mostly be getting jewelery this year.
