My parents had the same magnifying glasses as this man has hanging around his neck.
Rough cut stones ready to be drilled.
A stone being examined under a high powered microscope.
So many workers, so much light.
Examining a diamond for flaws.
Granted, no high powered electric microscopes were involved in my parents' home operation, but the fascination of watching diamonds go from rough stone to twinkling manifestations of love and devotion is still something to see. I think I have a more realistic attitude towards diamond jewelry and an even more nostalgic attachment to it than most. It's so amazing to me that a stone, mined from the earth could universally captivate so many. It must be something in the reflection of the light, right? Something like that.
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