Arizona Beading

Arizona winters can be cool, but not as cold as other parts of the country. Bright blue skies over hills and mountains are what I see when I look out of my bead room window to the south.

Last week I spent a day beading with friends in Huachuca City. It was a beautiful day in the desert as we gathered in Electa's bead house.

We gossiped, told stories, teased each other, laughed and beaded. Electa fixed a great barbecue lasagna for lunch. I had never had anything like this before, and it was outstanding.

Left to right - Electa, Helen, Pennie

In between we worked on beading projects and Pennie swears that the bracelet she was working on should have been a yard long, not just a couple of inches.

Here is how mature, grown women play beads.... they get on the floor with a peyote pattern book and try to find the Delica beads that the pattern calls for. Not much different from being a youngster again playing jacks!

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Days in the winter desert seem to end in style. Sunsets that make me run for the camera. I'm fortunate as I can see both the sunrise and sunset from my beadroom work table.