A gift VIEW SLIDE SHOW DOWNLOAD ALL The beautiful pearls, a gift to me from my daughter. She bought them for me at the pearl market in Beijing. My daughter bought me half a strand so I could make gifts for myself or for people I love. the dark beads glow red when light shines through them. Another gift was made today, but won’t be shared here. Most of today was an exercise in frustration with various bits of technology being difficult, and otherwise behaving badly. Not every day is a glorious one.
A blog, mostly about my work making Jewish ritual objects, but with detours into garment making, living in New York City, cooking, and other aspects of domestic life. A note about comments: I love comments from readers, from spammers, not so much. I approve comments before posting them so comments are not cluttered with junk. It may take a few hours before your posts appear. Be patient. If you are a real person with a real comment it will be posted.