A Little Sparkle, A Big Story: Where Our Hearts Are You know, it’s a funny old thing, isn’t it, how a tiny piece of something shiny can hold such a colossal amount of meaning? I was having a cuppa the other day, just thinking about all the beautiful stories that walk out of our workshop, perched on someone’s wrist, adorning a neckline, or perhaps gracing a finger. It got me reminiscing about my grandmother’s locket, a simple thing, really, but absolutely bursting with a lifetime of memories. That locket, for me, always held this quiet power, a sense of enduring connection. It wasn't about the ...
