"From my cold dead hands!" That's what I said when I finished the Flowing Embers necklace on a bright spring morning. My fingers were red from working wire and our house was sparkling with stray carnelian. This necklace took nearly a month to make and with each additional stone, I became increasingly absorbed. It never seemed finished. In the end what started as an elegant single-strand piece became a three-strand statement of VICTORY! Now as this piece sits in a display case awaiting a buyer, I am both conflicted and strangely exhilarated knowing that somebody in the world may take this necklace home. Somebody please take this necklace home- I think it might be judging me.