Rainbow Gold
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This golden rainbow features a Petersite pendant, wrapped with sterling silver wire, from which is suspended a Rainbow of Gold - three different shades of seed bead which have been used throughout this piece.
Rainbow Gold has a front fastening parrot clasp. The total length is approx 66cm/26" (which means you may be able to slip this over your head, as I can, without undoing it). The seed beads are mixed with sprinkles of silver spacers, freshwater pearls, faceted dark citrine, carnelian, and buttery amber. There are also citrine, faceted garnet and tourmaline, bali silver, a few czech crystals, and even a couple of glass beads.
The name of this piece is taken from A Sunburnt Country, by Dorothea McKellar.
I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror-
This wide brown land for me.
The love of field and coppice,
Of green and shaded lanes,
Of ordered woods and gardens
Is running in your veins;
Strong love of grey-blue distance
Brown streams and soft dim skies -
I know but cannot share it,
My love is otherwise.
The stark white ring-barked forests,
All tragic to the moon,
The saphirre misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon,
Green tangle of the brushes
Where lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree-tops,
And ferns the warm dark soil.
Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When sick at heart around us
We watch the cattle die -
But then the grey clouds gather,
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady soaking rain.
Core of my heart, my country!
Land of the rainbow gold,
For flood and fire and famine
She pays us back threefold.
Over the thirsty paddocks
Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze
An opal hearted country,
A wilful, lavish land-
All you who have not loved her,
You will not understand -
Though earth holds many splendours,
Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown country
My homing thoughts will fly
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