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Time Slips...

Pursue the obstacle.
It will set you free.

Time...hmm...I often think about having no time.  Especially now since the big bead reveal is this Sunday! Last March, Cindy Wimmer of Sweet Bead Studio  decided to host a Button Swap Blog Hop.  It sounded like fun so I hopped on!  Ha!  I feel like it was just yesterday that I received this beautiful package of beads from my bead partner Kylie of Lotus Out Loud.

All I have to do is make something with one of these buttons.

The vintage buttons arrived but my spirit did not move at all for 2 weeks.  Except that I was drawn to that tiny acorn.  Every time I was in the studio I would hold it in my hands as if it would sprout.  Ha!  But that was the extent of it...just picking it up and holding it.

I did not get inspired until early this week.  
Now I only have today to make the piece!  Wow!  I guess I better get started, huh?

Visit me this Sunday, May 13th for the Button Swap Blog Hop reveal.  Maybe...just maybe I will have something to share.  One can always hope.


Have a great Friday!  
Namaste
Kalaya

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