“Life is a train of moods like a string of beads; and as we pass through them they prove to be many coloured lenses, which paint the world their own hue, and each shows us only what lies in its own focus.” - Ralph Waldo Emerson (essayist, poet, philosopher 1803—1882)
I left this necklace (once Mum's, now mine) on a windowsill and I thought they looked lovely with the sun shining through. - Lucy
