Atlantic Empire
Cuff Bracelets
This is light on the water, gentle, undulating, smooth, highly reflective…
A mirror to the sky, it is drifting, dreamy light. It is liquid August sun.
I’ve had a lifetime of boats. I’m 72 now, my favorite current boat is a 9-foot fiberglass rowboat, with a varnished wooden seat, with two oars. It’s an hour’s prep in the spring. It’s two minutes to launch and I’m ready to go. I take it out for a row every chance I get. The beach is great; the open ocean is awesome. I remember one late afternoon, several summers ago, the sky was blue, and there was no wind. I rowed out of our harbor, around the sand point, and a half-mile off the beach. I shipped the oars and just drifted. The sun was low in the sky. The surface of the water was glassy with all that magical undulation of light opening, closing silver and blue, and sunlight glinting off the water.
I just drifted and watched, just drifted and thought, just drifted and listened. The undulating glassy surface was beautiful. Too often, we can be going too fast, racing to get there, it doesn’t matter where, as long as we’re moving. Sitting in a boat and just drifting is one of the most peaceful things a person can do.
As I look at these bracelets, I’m taken back to childhood and taken to moments of adult life where I’ve caught some piece of childhood magic and can hold on to it. Sometimes for just a few seconds. I believe what we all, past age 25, are seeking is what we all knew, saw, and felt as 5, 10, and 15-year-olds, when we were deeper into the profound present of kid mode.
This bracelet is a serene sea: gentle waves, glassy, smooth, undulating, reflecting. You may choose silver or 14K yellow gold or sterling silver. Captures summer at the shore beautifully. Call us or click and buy.
The Atlantic Empire is a super comfortable cuff. Easy on. Easy off. Safe. Looks great against a summer tan. One size fits almost everyone.
Kids Just Go Along.
Back in the 50’s we had a Lyman Morse white lapstrake motor boat: mahogany deck and seats, re-varnished every spring, 18-foot, 10 horsepower outboard motor. Nothing fancy, though we had the best-looking boat in the harbor.
On summer mornings, when the tide was right, we’d go fishing. Clams dug out in the tidal creek were free. I was a kid; I’d just go along. We’d head out a mile offshore. The surf was gentle; no wind. There was no drama. No manly fishing tackle, just a dad and a kid with droplines.
We’d break a clam on the side of the boat, thread it onto the hook, toss the dropline with its lead weight overboard. This was the 1950s, the ocean was full of fish. There was no science, no craft, no advanced skill involved. Most times before the line went down 10 feet (depths were 30 – 40 feet) we’d have a bite. The line would tug. I’d yank to secure the hook. Most days, we’d pull fish in as fast as we could toss lines overboard. Sometimes though, fishing slowed down. As a 5, 6, 7-year-old, I would lean on the side of the boat, chin on the gunnel, arm outstretched, holding the line, watching glassy green-blue waves lap against the boat, watching the sunlight filter down through the water, the dropline cutting the water. The glassy, smooth surface and wave reflections opening and closing and the smell of boat varnish and the smell of droplines, it was pure magic.
For me, the reflective surfaces in the Atlantic Empire bracelets are those mornings, age 6, fishing with my dad.
We have images held in memory of perfect moments in life. Fishing with my dad on a glassy undulating morning sea is one of mine. It’s a moment of serenity. These pictures hold moments in a lifetime of living near the sea. Atlantic Empire captures the sun on the sea perfectly.
