I've named this necklace "Moon". What I was thinking about when I made it was how my dad used to come into my room after I went to bed and say, "Flower, come see the moon!" and I would go with him in my pajamas to see the moon shining out in the night sky. But that seemed like a long name for a simple little necklace.
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I love that memory. I can vividly remember a specific night in Duxbury...looking out the window in our bedroom at the full moon over the back yard. I thought the fact that they woke us up to see it was quite magical.
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The necklace is beautiful, too ;-)
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way to make me cry.
Thanks!
How wonderful that your father called you "flower".
He actually called all of us girls - his four daughters and lots of grand-daughters - flower. But somehow he made it sound like it only meant you.
Jon throws out a "Flower, come see the moon!" every once in a while for me :o).
what a sweet story for a saaweet necklace!
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