Perhaps the first breath of spring has come to your neck of the woods, or perhaps you are patiently waiting for signs of it....
You'll know it by the restless feeling you get around sunrise and the renewed romance you find with everything around you.
When I lived in New York City the first breath of spring was met with unfettered joy and lust blooming in the populace.. it was divine, a marked change from the tired and sad faces of late winter.
Everyone blushed, everyone looked.
In honor of this momentous time of year, I made a beautiful hammer-formed sterling flower for you, in whose center rests a gorgeous organically round piece of peach Mexican opal, rare and special: the fire in this stone is subtle, rainbow flecks in the sun and lamplight:
it is to be seen to be adored.
It will be in the Metal Shop today.
In other news, a jumping jack was the catalyst for renewed and searingly painful neck strain:
prepare to be patient with me, ever so very patient.