The End of the Rainbow

Yes, I must be channeling the Wizard of Oz. After I thought about Dorothy yesterday, a rainbow appeared in the back garden in the evening. I do feel that I am living somewhere over the rainbow these days. In the thrall of jewellery making as I explore the new possibilities of hammering silver and copper. Finally tackled the sea glass.  Wire wrapping is harder than I thought but perseverance and patience brings results. The stones look  good too. Memories of Livingston Beach in Nova Scotia where I collected them.