The opportunity to delight

All jewellery is handmade and shipped from Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada, and therefore is exempt from tariffs for USA customers under CUSMA, the free-trade agreement. I always ship with a certificate of origin for customs.

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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

“Death comes without warning”. This is part of the daily morning chants for many Buddhists. Yet we forget, all the time.

I knew that Howard, the paternal grandfather of my children, hadn’t been well. He had been in an out of the hospital in the past while. I would call him every now and then in whichever hospital room he happened to be at the time. I had it on my mind to do so yesterday, when I got the call that he had passed away the previous night. Puff … the opportunity to delight him – gone with his last breath.

Howard wasn’t having much fun in the last couple of years, with his health and mobility declining steadily. He hadn’t been particularly cheerful in our conversations over the last few weeks. I would put on my headset and call him while winding Onefooter rings, and so we could talk for long periods of time. I just wish I had called him the day I returned from my trip earlier this week. I know I shouldn’t be surprised, but I am just amazed that death cheated me once more for that last conversation.

Grandpa Howard came to visit when Natalie was very little

Howard was nutty and not always easy, but his heart was in the right place. Sometimes, he just didn’t know what was good for him. For example, he said he didn’t want a ceremony or service upon his passing. Well, Pop, I’m going to have one, anyways.