A couple of years ago in late May, I had a 30-ish couple come in, both wearing ankle-length white robes of, um, er, gauze — loosely woven gauze. They were going to Washington for the solstice and looking for jewelry to complement their wardrobe. They ended up with a pearl necklace with gold chain fringe between the pearls and a pair of sunburst brooches (for her shoulders), and for him a hollow half-filled chain to wear as a belt with a vintage cloak pin to be worn like a sporran. I kept praying to myself that no other clients would walk into my tiny shop while I was showing them different pieces. — James Doggett, Doggett Jewelry, Kingston, NH