This commission happened in record time.
One morning over a cup of coffee, nonchalantly and with ease I was told he needs a ring. Almost in passing and without a fuss. But the air was filled with electric excitement once it dawned on me what just went down.
In close knit communities it is hard to keep secrets and once you become the jeweller of choice your reasons for being places become…questionable. I have obviously become so good at them ninja skills that I can move about mostly unnoticed.
There was an adventure looming. The type of adventure that includes no signal, a bit of a hike, the night and land that belongs to nature alone. What I’m trying to say is that the courier wasn’t going to find them.
While I was fumbling around for the perfect stone it kind of found me and the design unfolded sweetly.
Getting to sit with the guys to design keepsakes for the women they love is my all time best. It’s never about what the ring will look like but rather about including the snippets of her he holds dear, the tiniest of mannerisms he notices that makes her his alone and he knows what makes her come alive.
The ring went out in time. Adventures were had. She said yes.
Love is alive and well and I feel so darn lucky to be witness to it.
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