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Fund Raising

The items shown below were donated to raise funds for a two special Women's groups and therefore no longer available. My pieces are truly - ONE of a KIND. Thus they can not be duplicated.

Should a particular type of stone catch your fancy, drop me a line - I may have a slice which could be made into a unique piece of wearable are just for you. Each Photo opens to a larger view with a detailed description . . .

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The metamorphosis from raw rock to jewelry continues. My interesting pendants evolve from rocks directly hewn from our Earth Mother, Gaia; sliced here at my home Apsley Acers. Then the slices are polished to reveal their intrinsic inner beauty. The results are hauntingly beautiful, yet rustic, wearable pieces of art. Utilizing rocks, gemstones and beads from about the globe, I freely admit to one and all my addiction to one of the world's oldest professions:

"The Art of Adornment"

"I Am "

Donated to the Women Artist Fund

First Fund Raising Raffle 2005/2006

Temple of Stars - Labradorite
" Hope"

Donated to the Women Artist Fund

First Charity Ebay Auction 2005

"Dragon Boat Dreams"

To the first dragon boat in British Columbia

for their 10th year celebration .

"Abreast in a Boat"

Current JEWELS for sale can be found here:

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Immalee

I gather thyme upon the sunny hills,

And its pure fragrance ever gladdens me,

And in my mind having tranquillity

I smile to see how my green basket fills.

By clear streams I gather daffodils;

In dim woods find out the cherry-tree,

And take its fruit and the wild strawberry,

nuts and honey; and live free from ills.

I dwell on the green earth, neath the blue sky,

Birds are my friends, and leaves my rustling roof:

See the wild deer, and hail its hastening hoof;

The squirrels sit perked as I pass them by,

And even the watchful hawk sits not aloof.

by Christina Rossetti

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