Here is a Stained glass lamp I made. I love celtic knotwork. It is repeated in quite a bit of what I do. Oh, I wish I didn't have to work so I had time to do all of the things I love to do, including stained glass. I stopped for a bit when my son was born, and it is harder to get back into it, but not impossible.
The lamp sits on my husbands bureau. Note the dirty, but handknit UNMARRIED socks sitting by it. What happened to their mates? I suffered through Single Sock Syndrome for this?!