I have to admit that I wanted to send most of my stuff back yesterday. But I came in today and a few things started to speak to me. On my walk with my dog this morning, I started sorting the red beads in my minds eye, with the holes up, and I could see a promise for a piece. I went back to the studio and started setting them out side by side. Their small, quirky differences began to emerge. Nothing is truly identical is it? At first glance maybe. That's a nice thing. The challenge is to find the hidden precious. Not everything shouts out beauty and intrigue like gold. Some materials take a sensitive eye and the right situation to shine.