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The Heart of Stone & Sea
Some gifts aren’t bought, they’re found. This heart began as a stone half-buried in the sand, washed smooth by tides and time. On an ordinary beach walk, it caught the eye — a pale piece of quartz, shaped already by the sea into something almost whole. Carved and polished by hand, the stone slowly became what it had always hinted at being: a heart. Its veins of gold and white gleamed brighter with each pass of the cloth, each hour of quiet work. What began as something pulled from the earth became a symbol, shaped not only by waves but by love. Wrapped in silver and hung from a chain,…
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The Mushroom Pendant
Some gifts grow from imagination, others from the earth itself. This pendant was both. The stone was found on the beach, ordinary at first glance, until it revealed the potential to become something whimsical. Hand-carved and polished, it took shape as a mushroom — a symbol of hidden worlds, quiet strength, and the magic that thrives in unexpected places. Wrapped in silver and adorned with a charm, it became a pendant for Liz, my sister-in-law. For her, it carries both the grounding weight of stone and the playful spirit of nature’s design. Mushrooms remind us that beauty often grows in the overlooked corners — in shade, in silence, in places…
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The First Stone Pendant
Every maker remembers their first finished piece — the one that carried both hesitation and pride in equal measure. For me, it was this pendant, carved from a stone found on the beach, shaped and polished by hand until its quartz and dark veins shone through. It was not just any stone. It became a marker of beginning — the moment when a simple beach find transformed into jewelry, when possibility became craft. The wire wrapping gave it form, but the work of carving and polishing gave it soul. I gave it to my mother, Kathy, because beginnings deserve to rest with the people who shaped us first. The quartz…
