So much beauty in the world.

“It was one of those days when it’s a minute away from snowing. And there’s this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it, right? And this bag was just… dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. That’s the day I realized that there was this entire life behind things, and this incredibly benevolent force that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid. Ever. Video’s a poor excuse, I know. But it helps me remember… I need to remember… Sometimes there’s so much beauty in the world I feel like I can’t take it… and my heart is going to cave in”.


The Moon

You can take the moon by the spoonful
or in capsules every two hours.
It’s useful as a hypnotic and sedative
and besides it relieves
those who have had too much philosophy.
A piece of moon in your purse
works better than a rabbit’s foot.
Helps you find a lover
or get rich without anyone knowing,
and it staves off doctors and clinics.
You can give it to children like candy
when they’ve not gone to sleep,
and a few drops of moon in the eyes of the old
helps them to die in peace.

Put a new leaf of moon
under your pillow
and you’ll see what you want to.
Always carry a little bottle of air of the moon
to keep you from drowning.
Give the key to the moon
to prisoners and the disappointed.
For those who are sentenced to death
and for those who are sentenced to life
there is no better tonic than the moon
in precise and regular doses.

Jaime Sabines

Dom di domm…

Should get back to work soon, for now I’m a bit of a bum, got my gas, got my chair , got my silver got my tools.. tonight I will start working again.

I hope I don’t burn my fingers, feels like it’s been forever, been cooking, been doing way too much cleaning, literally washing the whole house, arranging every bead,stone and pearl is a bit of a task too..

And thinking, what to make? which way should  I go with my store, feels wonderful to have a white page and be able to reinvent everything..

I have a swing a little to small for me, and a green slide where I don’t even fit..a rose bush in need of trimming, a peach tree and a fountain for the birds..

I’m so sorry for my lack of blogging, I should be boosting this blog with pictures, but it’s been so peaceful, I’ve been with no internet, and been taking it so easy not enough pictures have been taken.. ah!! Anyways.. jewelry pictures coming soon! :)

Very very veryyyyy….

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Made for the girl behind this blog .. so good reminds us to be grateful for everyday things.. we are lucky to be were we are, with what we have at this time and place :)

This was a bit of an experiment I wanted to make her something so I thought of  grabbing a stone and making the back of it engraved with “Grateful” but since I don’t have a machine for that I was thinking what to do.. I don’t stamp.. nothing against it I just for some reason don’t stamp letters on metal..

So I was thinking how to do it and I wrote it down and I said to myself ” I wonder if I could cut this..” SO I wrote it in the metal and went for it.. this is my first go..

Now all I have to do is improve my hand writing :D

I want one that says “dreaming”.. maybe one that says “living”, don’t know any ideas are welcomed! Maybe I’ll do a whole quote..

For now I’m happy with these little charms can be worn as a pendant or a bracelet :)

She liked it and put it on straight away(which is always a great thing)  sooo I’m very very happy

Have a great weekend!

I find beautiful things out of the blue some days..

Dry Flowers:


Quotes read outloud by good friends:

The reason that death sticks so closely to life isn’t biological necessity – it’s envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can. But life leaps over oblivion lightly, losing only a thing or two of no importance, and gloom is but the passing shadow of a cloud.

-Yann Martel








Days get better and better when actually paying attention at those images,sounds and words that surround us..

Quotes By Antoine de Saint-Exupéry



“Why are you drinking?” demanded the little prince.
“So that I may forget,” replied the tippler.
“Forget what?” inquired the little prince, who already felt sorry for him.
“Forget that I am ashamed,” the tippler confessed, hanging his head.
“Ashamed of what?” insisted the little prince, who wanted to help him.
“Ashamed of drinking!”


Grown-ups love figures. When you tell them that you have made a new friend, they never ask you any questions about essentail matters. They never say to you, “What does his voice sound like? What games does he love best? Does he collect butterflies?” Instead, they demand: “How old is he? How many brothers has he? How much does he weigh? How much money does his father make?” Only from these figures do they think they have learned anything about him.

“All men have the stars,” he answered, “but they are not the same things for different people. For some, who are travellers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. For others, who are scholars, they are problems. For my businessman they were wealth. But all the stars are silent. You–you alone–will have the stars as no one else has them–”

It is such a secret place, the land of tears.


                                          ..more to come..