My hands continue to give me fits and I've not been beading as much as I'd like so, rather than blog about what I'm not doing, I've been treading water--literally--I spend the time I might otherwise be blogging in the deep end of the pool. I attribute the abatement of joint aches and pains to the treading time, although it's probably aggravated the cracking, pealing fingers thing...I'd likely be symptom free by now if I didn't forget to apply my plethora of magic potions when my digits don't hurt
Not to say that I've been totally beadfree for these last 10 weeks. I've managed to finish a few pieces, but not with my usual finger-flying abandon (I often have to resort to pliers to pull my needle through even mildly tight spots).
This week I discovered a painless "beading" technique. Dave has been harvesting basket after basket of green beans and I've been looking for different ways to preserve them. I googled upon an old-fashioned dehydrating method called "leather britches" and, with a tapestry needle and some crochet cotton, strung up a "beta" sample and hung it from the beam in our living room...if they don't mold from the humidity, they'll make a nice soup or stew in November.
