A single jet bead hung from the bare branch, gleaming like a drop of black lacquer.

She threaded a seed bead onto the fine wire before weaving it into the bracelet.

She ran her thumb over the prayer bead as the train rocked.

The bead-tree near the pond dropped a trail of shiny seeds that glinted like glass.

She wore a single love-bead on a delicate chain, a small reminder of summer nights.

She wore a single love bead that reminded her of summer nights.

At the craft fair, the bead-trees on display caught everyone's attention with their tiny glass ornaments.

She threaded a bright pony bead—one of those large, flattened plastic beads used in children's crafts—onto the bracelet.

In the shaded forest, bead lilies dotted the leaf litter with their glossy blue berries.

She tucked a small bead lily behind her ear before the ceremony, thinking of the forest where it grew.