I would love to be a gardner...really I would;days spent with my hands in the loamy soil under sunny skies sportin’ a floppy hat. A couple of months elapses and there you have lilacs and gardenias and tulips-a panoply of color brightening your world. But the fact of the matter is I can’t grow a damn thing. Perhaps it’s because I’ll spend about three exhausting minutes in the garden and suddenly realize I desperately need some fresh squeezed lemonade, so off I go, and gee whiz I may as well have some cookies to go with that. So I sit down with my hard earned snack and find myself in my studio lemonade i  one hand sparkling gems in the other. It is there that I have to admit if I’m going to make something with pretty colors you’re probably going to end up seeing it in your ears not in a vase. So the ‘Spring has Sprung’ is dedicated to the gardner in me with no soil under her finger nails but awash in, periwinkle hued tanzanite delicate leaf colored amethyst, forget-me-not blue aquamarines and the promise of Spring!