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| My good friend and fellow beadaholic
Valerie Hixson and I wait on an ancient stoop in Orta, Italy. Surely a traveling
beadsalesman will come by soon! |
| A rug merchant came by but no
bead saleman. Sigh! Nothing can console us but shopping for FOOD!
Hey, we can string the olives and use the jars to store beads! |
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| Moscow
had no bead shops that I could find but I did see some Baltic
Amber beads in a shop. The shop was closed and I considered breaking
the window! I finally found a strand in another location. Whew! |
| Here is the reason for the trip
to Russia! To help my friend bring home her new daughter! She
chose beads for the first toy! Smart girl! See
more of her here. |
| On a BeadAdventure
trip to Ireland the other beaders went to the top of Grace
O'Malley's castle. I decided to sit on a "comfy" rock
bench and bead! |
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| I found a wonderful dog in Switzerland and decided to
bead his brandy cask. OK, I'll confess, he is made of plastic. |
| The kangaroos in Australia
tried to get my beads but I fought them off! |
| The Koalas were much better
behaved, and they are sooooo soft! |
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