Last night I made the earrings a friend.
Which was a little easier for me this time as I threw caution to the wind and just forced that gem in there.
But then a big, I don’t know what, came buzzing into the studio and I had to swipe it away with my towel and then it all got a little too much for me and I had to evacuate the studio.
All because of Willow.
I told you how she doesn’t like the studio, and that I can’t leave her alone in the house because Pickles has got a death threat out on her, and I can’t leave her in the garden as she barks constantly. So, because the weather’s so nice at the moment – no cold, no heat, pretty much perfect for Houston, – I’ve been working with the studio doors open so she can wander as she pleases.
And it’s been great … up until last night.
My latest concern. What else will invite itself into my sacred space?
I will now have to be on high alert at all times as god only knows where that thing is going to be hiding when I go back in there today.
It’s more than likely been plotting all night to get back at me when I least expect it, just because I lashed out at it with my towel. It probably knows that I contemplated turning my torch on it, only I wasn’t too sure that jumping around with a small flame thrower aimed at a very fast flying thing wouldn’t, at some point, all go terribly wrong.
Oh the dark things we think when we feel threatened.
So, if you don’t hear back from me, all has not gone well.
(Do you think if I get myself one of those snazzy beekeeping outfits it will hamper my jewelry making?)