The first thing we checked were our beads from day one, fresh out of the kiln. Still on their mandrels.
The colored bits of glass, on the end of the mandrels, were how we kept track of our beads after they went into the kiln to anneal. Each one of us had an identifying color.
Holly’s and my beads from day one.
I would have loved one more day of class, but real life calls us back after we pick up our last batch of beads in the morning. Holly heads south, I head north. Bye bye Rockland.