Wandering in Woods and Whispers of Silver There's something truly special about an autumn stroll, isn't there? The crisp air nipping at your nose, the satisfying crunch of fallen leaves underfoot, and the quiet satisfaction of finding a little treasure nestled on the forest floor. For me, it was always the humble acorn cup. So tiny, so perfectly formed, a little woody basket that held the promise of a mighty oak. It's these small, natural wonders that often spark the biggest ideas in our world of jewellery making. Sometimes, you just find something so perfectly imperfect, so intrinsically beau...
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