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North Somerset, United Kingdom
My parents were worried when I ran around with scissors – now I play with fire and (intentionally) break glass! Based in the beautiful South West of England, close to the sea and often the scene of beautiful sunsets, I am inspired by the countryside around. Working with sea glass collected from remote beaches, soda lime glass from Murano, Italy, Europe, USA and beyond, I create artisan beads, for use in my own jewellery or for you to enjoy in your own creations. But I couldn’t stop there; continuing the theme from round rods to flat sheets, mostly from the USA, I break large sheets of transparent, opaque, multi-coloured and dichroic glass into much smaller pieces to make a kiln-formed range of bright, colourful jewellery and home decoration. Each piece I make is individually designed around the shape, size and beauty of the materials and intended to be unique, wearable, usable and affordable. All my glass work is kiln annealed for strength and durability and designed to give pleasure for years to come.

Wednesday, 5 November 2014

The cottage garden and the penultimate riddle






Hidden in the midst of RHS Rosemoor is a cottage garden, complete with thatched ‘cottage’, a shelter for weary visitors.  Or, when we were there, a very noisy one shouting into his mobile phone!   

A tame(ish) pheasant (or Partridge as Himself calls them) wandered nearby, picking up the fallen bird seed; it was the nearest we had got to one and he wasn’t leaving before he had finished eating, for anyone.  I almost touched his tail feathers, and then he gave me a look of horror and walked off.

 
 
 
 



As all country cottages should have, there was a small orchard - complete with concrete fruit!

and a comfy seat from where to watch



the dragon on the summer house roof!  Perhaps he's central heating?






So here’s riddle number 7 – is anyone taking part?  Do I get to keep my prize?

Without fingers I point
Without arms I strike
Without feet I run
What am I?

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