Beaded Rock

Finally, my beaded rock is done. If you remember, Ed gave me his sponge he washed his car with and I wrapped it in batting and muslin and started beading away. It wasn't the best form to bead on, too soft, but I managed to get around that and got it finished.

The writing is our favorite song, by Ann Murry, Can I have this dance for the rest of my Life.

Of course it means the world to me now.