Cold and More Stuff

Sometime during the night, the first cold winter winds arrived. Sweeping around a vast high pressure area cell, drawing the cold from the great Southern Ocean and Antarctica itself. And, you guessed it, blowing straight into the shed, wherein the 'Grunge Studio' is located.

Behind the pile of boxes, crates  and other items, waaaay in the back, sandwiched between more boxes, is my little creative bolt hole.

A stitched together photo series show just how small it is. Because of the lack of 'put down space' I tend to work in chaos, pushing things to the back until there is no more workspace left and I am forced to tidy up. 
So there I sat crouched down trying to avoid the icy tendrils of wind, that snuck down my neck and nipped at my ears and nose. A beanie on my head and a ratty pair of fleecy tracky-daks over my jeans.


First came these. . .

Then these. . .

And with my muse griping and complaining about how cold her fingers were, and how hard it was to twist metal and how could you expect her to possibly handle all those tiny jump rings, came this
Not sure where I will go from here with this.
One earring?? necklace?? Will have to wait 'til my muse defrosts no doubt.
OK 
ENOUGH!
I'm off to light the pot belly stove and stir the homemade pea'n'ham soup that has been simmering all afternoon
YUM!