i wanted to create something simple that would utilize the white palette of the desert floor and the rich light of every sunrise and sunset on the Playa.

In which Tiffany calls in sick, takes a hit, and makes another spectacular necklace.

So a friend of mine was having a whinge yesterday evening about how he wants this particular necklace, but because he's a bit of a hefty lad, the only size they have chokes him practically to death.

We miss Dooce.

remember when i went to australia? chris and i lived with this husband and wife, in the hinterlands of new south wales. we were about... hmm, i don't know. maybe 3 miles (although i believe they say kilos there) from the beach, but so in the mountains. we had answered an ad for someone looking for help on his garlic farm. he did the garlic farming thing for a living, and his wife made crafts to sell at the local market.