“And life, in rare and beautiful forms, is sporting amid those bowers of stones…”

Tourist migration weekend has passed, and my birthday has gone. Thankfully during time off the past few days, I’ve been able to whip up some new wonders for the Etsy shops. Also! For all you gauged folk out there desiring more rare turquoise ear bling, I’ve recently tracked down some BEAUTIFUL turquoise from the King’s Manassa Mine. I’ll be photographing these and posting them for your choosing by this coming weekend!

I was able to sneak off to the beach last week, before the weekend rush. It was beautiful having it almost to myself…the ripples and patterns in the sands were like webs, ensnaring all visitors to lengthen their stay…

and from all that is the ocean and summer, I stumbled upon a poem that seemed familiar although I know I’ve never read it. I feel in love with it immediately….:

~*The Coral Grove-by James Gate Percival*~

“Deep in the wave is a coral grove,

Where the purple mullet, and gold-fish rove,

Where the sea-flower spread its leaves of blue,

That never are wet with falling dew,

But in bright and changeful beauty shine,

Far down in the green and glassy brine.

That floor is of sand, like the mountain drift,

And the pearl shells spangle the flinty snow;

From coral rocks the sea plants lift

Their boughs, where the tides and billows flow;

The water is calm and still below,

For the winds and waves are absent there.

And the sands are bright as the stars that glow

In the motionless fields of upper air:

There with its waving blade of green,

The sea-flag streams through the silent water,

And the crimson leaf of the dulse is seen

To bulch, like a banner bathed in slaughter:

There with a light and easy motion,

The fan-coral sweeps through the clear deep sea;

And the yellow and scarlet tufts of ocean

Are bending like corn on the upland lea:

And life, in rare and beautiful forms,

Is sporting amid those bowers of stone,

And is safe, when the wrathful spirit of storms,

Has made the top of the waves his own:

And when the ship from his fury flies,

Where the myriad voices of ocean roar,

When the wind-god frowns in the murky skies,

And demons are waiting the wreck on shore;

The far below in the peaceful sea,

The purple mullet, and gold-fish rove,

Where the waters murmur tranquilly,

Through the bending twigs of the coral grove.”

From this, came this ring, soon to be in the Etsy shop!:

Also new is the FLIGHT NIGHT ring…made of oxidized sterling and petrified palm wood…soon to be in the Etsy shop…

New to the shop already are one of a kind bronze lariat necklaces and raw stones necklaces…double click to enlarge…

Goodies for the Gauged by Stasia shopΒ include sterling domed flowers with 14k gold fill molten inside dots, come in all gauge sizes…

Chained gauges in all sizes and styles….

 

and! Beautiful rutilated quartz plugs, currently in size 0 gauge but I have more rutiliated quartz for any custom sizes…

last but not least….coming by next weekend…the Crow&Buffalo bracelet, with sterling, and genuine White Buffalo turquoise…this piece is in progress!

xoxoStasi.

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7 thoughts on ““And life, in rare and beautiful forms, is sporting amid those bowers of stones…”

  1. Hi there Kaycee,
    I can certainly make them in 1/2″. All of the rutile golden quartz is 8mm so the ratio of the flower/gemstone would be different. You can email me at stasiaarts[at!]yahoo.com if you are interested in a custom pair or have any other questions.

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