A Little Chat About Hearts, Hopes, and Hidden Sparkle You know, there are some mornings when the world just feels a bit… extra. Maybe the sun's hitting the workshop just right, making all the little dust motes dance in the air like tiny, happy sprites, or perhaps the kettle’s just whistled its cheerful tune for a proper cuppa. It's in those quiet, unassuming moments, when my hands are busy polishing a particularly gorgeous bit of silver, that my mind often drifts back to the very beginnings of an idea. You might see a finished piece, gleaming and perfect, but I often see the journey it took to...
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