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*Caveat on using the term “recycled gold”:

While I am very careful to source my precious metals only from SCS® certified suppliers (SCS® stands for Supply Chain Sustainability; they are the global leader in the field of sustainability standards and third-party certification). Most of my precious metals suppliers are also members of the Responsible Jewellery Council. However, I want to point out that ‘recycling gold' is not what is commonly understood by the term.

True recycling avoids things ending up in landfills. Gold, of course, wouldn’t.

Instead, gold is simply melted, refined and repurposed.

Although SCS® certified refineries must maintain auditable records of their suppliers, there are loopholes globally which make it very easy for gold from unregulated and/or illegal sources to enter their supply chain.

This makes even 'certified recycled' gold untraceable.

Further reading:
Is Recycled Gold Ethical?
Materials, Sustainability, & Fairmined Metals

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Change

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Aaaah … change is in the air.
Children are returning to school, parents are sad yet relieved, students are arriving and tourists leaving, and finally the weather has turned. It never ceases to amaze me how this happens here in Nova Scotia:  the switch from summer to fall takes but a day. And certainly after the LabourDay weekend, it is a done deal: summer is over.

There is always a tinge of sadness about this, and at the same time a sense of joy at the freshness of the new winds. I went for a long walk today, one of the first days of rain in a long series of sunny ones, and I just loved the strength of the wind and waters pouring from the heavens, and how alive everything was. And after the freshness of my brisk walk, I gladly returned to my stove to make a soothing soup of summer squash – such a turning-seasons meal -, filled out by a salad of fresh local greens and boiled corn: summer is still palpable, no doubt.

I went to a funeral and a wedding this past week; I worked hard for long hours in the studio; I went sailing in our little sailing dingy; I spent time on a sandy beach in the fog that then cleared and revealed a gorgeous day; and today I walked in the pouring rain.                 … It all seems fitting.

Oh, how good it is to be alive!

a gorgeous moment at an ordinary time: sunset over the garden centre – I was simply on my way to get lightbulbs

 

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