Catastrophes

This has been a week of disappointments for us. Our first batch of glazed beads had such promise. It seemed like we did everything right...but when we pulled them out of the kiln approx. 200 beads or more had stuck to the wires. At this point there is nothing to do but to crush them off the wires and recoup our high fire wire. this was so frustrating to wait and wait, work and work and then only to find that you have to scrap so many beautiful beads.

We had just about recovered, licked our wounds and put things behind us. Right when we were getting ready to dive into loading the next batch of beads, our daughter called panicky and crying! She had fallen off her porch steps and after a long day at the emergency room the final diagnose was a broken shoulder and possibly a ripped rotator cuff. My poor darling. Only a mother can feel the pain and sorrow your child suffers. My baby. she had just got on her feet after an intensive hip surgery with a 4 month recovery time. Earlier that week my son had a dirt bike accident. Other riders didn't share the trail. He would never admit that, but a mother is also allowed to lay blame. With life's lessons we learn to just keep faith and plugging along. I am positive next week will be a lot better!!



Beads Being painted


Getting ready to load on special wires




5 hours of loading the kiln...oh my aching back!




All the beads going to the "scrap" pile