The sun sucked all of the life out of the off-center barnacle's diamond and most of the color from the jelli-licious aquamarine on the top. Usually, the diamond glimmers like a star on the water. |
The moonstone, with a wee barnacle, grows underneath my finger. |
That's not tarnish on the back; it's enameling! The whole ring is enamelled. (Yes, the emu egg makes a cameo appearance.) |
My mom raised her eyebrows when she saw it. A lady at work said, "I'm glad you like it, but it's not one of my favorites." But my heart sings when I put it on- it is exactly what a mermaid would wear, tarnished by salt, encrusted with sea creatures, formed by a culture without the science of fire and metal. Thank you, Ms. Johnson for a dream's beautiful memento.
This ring's one drawback is that it is so unique that no other rings look right worn with it. I may have to get another one or two of the Encrusted series, just to keep it company.
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