One of my luxuries is beads. I pay LionessElise $10 every month, and twice a year she sends me a box of treasure. The three pieces of druzy came from her; the gold beads came from a shop in Palencia.
Sometimes I know what to do with the beads that arrive, and the beads that I find, and the beads that people give me because they know I like beads and they think that maybe I can find a use for this broken necklace. More often I don’t. More often they sit in their box, and sometimes I take them out, and look at them, and put them back again, until I know what I’m going to do with them.
Kathleen Jowitt 