...an echo I don't. Faint. and then air sucked hard through teeth and two people breathing, one calm, one only measured. A little time. Aright. Aright then. Footsteps on stone and the key in the lock and the brighter light of air beneath clouds rather than air through glass under beams and stone. "Imagine," I say quietly to Kate, wiping my face dry, "that it'll get easier with time." [Closed]

Ok, so the economy sucks, right? Yeah. Christmas is coming. *heavy sigh*  So, here's what I'm thinking: I have a kiln, glass and other stuff with which my friends could make really pretty gifts on the cheap, if they wanted to. But, would they be interested? I mean, I'd have to charge a small fee to cover the electricity, glass, bails, and other little things that get consumed when making stuff like...

42nd set runs from no. 224 to no. 225 . click here to see no. 224

From Behind the Window   As I sit there, reeling from the blur beyond the glass, I wonder, what is there? Is it grass? Or is it leaves? Maybe it’s just the flat colour... I wonder what would happen... Nah... Yes... what would happen if I wound down this glass force field holding back the elements, Although... should I risk it... or is it better...

That sounds like a name for a piercing, doesn't it? Well it's not, it's something pretty cool...

У меня есть стеклянная пластина 3x4" конца 19 века, на ней маяк: сегодня добрый человек сказал, что это у городка New Heaven, штат Коннектикут. Маяк известный, построен впервые в 17 веке из дерева...на снимке -- в середине 19 века. Вот нашел другую пластину, тоже старую, но попозже и с подписью: Это означает, что и другие морские пластины, например эта , могли быть отсняты в New Heaven

Friday August 7th- Afternoon I've done a bit more thinking since I saw Kate last week. I took my lunch break early today and headed down to Toby's office to formally put in my intention to run for office...and the new notebook for August. I've been slacking off on my accounts lately and I've got plenty of time before the party to straighten them out. Should probably make a sign or something too. (OPEN)

Sea glass sand stone green open door shut can be gone from me can not be gone from me in and out and up and and down and nothing here is making any sense except the violins and the sea glass glass of sea. The key is boarded into the hair and the strings play I song I knew it once there, like I once knew your hair or your smile, the way the strands curled around my fingers I pulled but the always...

... long, and beautiful.  I got it on one of my Talisman shopping binges, and I took a long time to figure out what exactly I should make around it.  This piece was obviously pendant driven/inspired.  The glass leaves were an obvious choice, and the actual colour choices followed easily from that.  It was the style that I fought with for the longest time.  At first, I was going to do a spike design, but...

...(day 66)] [Kate's apartment] It was a fine day, clear warm afternoon and I took a stroll down Silk Road, meaning to stop by and see Kate. Ran into Jenna at the corner of Main and Silk, and she said "Glass! I heard! When's the wedding?" and all I could do for a moment was stop and blink. "I'm sorry," I say, "I think you--someone must've been mistaken. We're already married." It sounds like a shield...