A Memory, a Motif, and a Moissanite You know, there are some mornings when the light hits just right in the workshop, glinting off a piece of white gold, and it takes you straight back to a moment. It might be a childhood memory of your grandmother's garden, a riot of blooms, delicate yet enduring, or perhaps an old family photograph, slightly faded, showing a cherished piece of jewellery adorning a smiling face. Those little everyday snippets, those echoes of history and personal narratives, ar...
