A Glimmer of September Skies: Where Deep Blues Meet Brilliant White You know, sometimes I'm just pottering about in my garden, early morning, dew still clinging to the petals, and I see a perfect bloom. Maybe a blushing pink rose, or a deep crimson, and I think, 'Right, there's a certain warmth, isn't there, a certain romance, that just screams out for something special?' It's a feeling, a vibe, that often gets me thinking about the gentle glow of a Rose Gold Diamond Halo Ring. It’s funny how in...
