I love fall. I love winter. Okay, let me qualify that. I love winter in December. And January. And maybe in February. But come March, when the calendar says "SPRING" I expect to see some green stuff peeking its way out of the earth. And I don't even mind the smell of mud, except when I have to wipe the dogs' paws off. Again. But spring doesn't always arrive to Northern Michigan in a timely fashion. Or at all. So I've been wishfully thinking of Spring in the items I've been putting in my Etsy shop.
Flowery beads. Great for anyone who loves flowers but is allergic. Unless you're allergic to glass, then all bets are off:
And my own jewelry that reeks of Spring:
So, it may be wishful thinking. But I'm ready for it.
Or a vacation.