Trying to peep my sanity...

Sometimes I look at my work and wonder, "is there something very, very wrong with me?" Then a little glass peep peeks out at me as it's breaking out of its plaster shell. Do I see a teeny smile in its beak? And I know that... Oh gosh... I'm talking to glass peeps... yes, there is indeed something very wrong with me!

Come get your fresh glass peeps next weekend at City Folk Handwork!

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The shy glass peep emerges from its plaster shell into the sunlit field of flowers.
Did it just wink at me?