While
home on Nantucket for a wedding last weekend, I decided to help Momma B
out and clean my room. This meant a great deal of trash bags and
take-it-or-leave-it bags (if you are from Nantucket you know what that
means). But one thing I just couldn't get rid of is the Klutz bead book
that started it all. I received this as a birthday present (I thought I
was around six, but this book proves it was a few years later- although I
was crafting way before that), and would spend my days pouring over its
pages trying out new designs. I realized, looking through its
water-stained, moldy instructions, that I tried each and every style
they suggested. I have sisters who can vouch for that, as they still (to
my embarrassment) wear, with pride, the little jewels I made 15 or 16
years ago. Here are some images I took:
