I have a morning ritual …

and it involves beads. On weekday mornings, I get up, and feed the dogs, and make myself a coffee, and go and sit with my beads. I have a bead-on-it board, on a little folding table, near a window. And spread out on the board, at any given time, is a selection of beads. I’m not making anything fancy – in fact – in the last six months, I’ve hardly done anything but stretchy elastic bracelets. I’m not making them for sale, I’m not making them for gifts. I’m not trying to build a reputation or promote my brand or …