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Mistress WinterTrail throws her cape around her shoulders and heads into the wood, her faithful hound at her heels. The cold curls around the hem of her cape, bracing her for the coming winter and tickling the nose of her hound. She rules the winter trail, this woman whose feet gently rustle the last of the fallen leaves, this woman who feels the faint warmth of the weary sun trickling through the almost bare branches, this woman whose hands lift skyward to welcome the first snowflake.
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Thanks for stopping by to visit with AngelinaBeadalina! I'm really just plain ol' Angie or Ang, but the catchy name does suit me in the sense that I'm a motormouth who loves to play with words almost as much as I love to play with glass! You can find me here at BeadArtists.org, in my Etsy shop, or in my daily blog. You can get links to those places at www.angelinabeadalina.com (click on it above). Please pardon the use of my "official" website as a traffic control signal at the moment-- at least, that's what it makes me think of when I look at it. . . lots of directions to other places where there are updates on a daily basis. Tech-stuff would not be one of those things that I love or that comes naturally to me ;) Well, enough rambling for now, come on in, look around. . . have fun exploring my glass experiments and ideas. Peace, Ang
Angie Garren Southern Illinois, the Little Egypt of the MidWest IL 62848 US http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5223637
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