I put my sister on a plane at 4:30 this afternoon and I feel lonely this evening. There is an empty chair at the dinning room table that for the past three days has been held down by my sister. When I came home from the airport I sat and beaded for a while but eventually not feeling the joy I put it down. I know this is just a temporary reaction because I am very excited about the project that I started when she was here and am full of ideas on how to continue with it. But the whirl wind that is my sister and her creative energy is gone and it leaves an empty place in my heart. Still I am thankful for the surprise visit and the inspiration she brought, and I know I get to see her again at Thanksgiving. I am showing photos of what I've been working on, click on the photo to enlarge it and see details.