1.2.2019 - Eyes of Babes...

Mom & Merritt (scrutinizing her necklace)…

Mom & Merritt (scrutinizing her necklace)…

These are her parents - Matt & Morgan - credit always where credit is due!!

These are her parents - Matt & Morgan - credit always where credit is due!!

This holiday season took us to far off places… all via Glassdaddy’s new electric vehicle. Can you imagine driving half way across the country and back for under $70? Funny though - how you drive with the idea that you don’t deplete the battery beyond 30% and don’t charge more than 80%… all the while managing to hit charging stations that will do the work quickly… it was truly an endeavor. I did find myself looking longingly at the real gas stations a time or two!!

At the end of the trek - we found ourselves at the home of my granddaughter, Merritt… such a pistol at not even one year old! She is walking, talking and has a cute sense of humor. We celebrated her conquering small feats, and enjoyed the wonder at which she approached most everything. It makes one re-examine how we can let things become mundane…

What I’m loving about this picture is that while she was interacting with my mother - her gaze was distracted by the clear glass of the balls on her necklace. Imagine that if I can grab and hold the attention of this little one, I must be doings something right. I’m lucky in that my mother, Tula, is one of my biggest fans and I know I can always make her one of my creations and it will get worn!

The idea of glass and its beauty is celebrated - IMHO - by the removal of the bead hole… I know, you’re tired of hearing this… but it’s so true! Glass becomes the center of attention and reflection. I had taken about 2 weeks off from torching - and can attest to the truth from an old friend - as she used to say - she gets ‘TWITCHY” if she goes too long without torching - I’m definitely feeling it! I designed pieces in my mind on the drive and can’t wait to put it down in glass.

So - Christmas with an almost one year old. So very SWEET. It was truly the year of the box/paper… and Christmas was magical once more. I hope you found the magic as well! smiles, Jill