The Hidden Lagoon
Our guide smiled quietly as he gathered our small group beneath the shelter of broad rainforest leaves. “Stay close,” he said with the confidence of someone who had walked this trail since childhood. “There’s a little surprise waiting for you.”The path wound through a world so impossibly green it seemed every shade of emerald had found a home there. Another warm rain shower had passed only minutes before, yet the giants of the forest, their crowns soaring well over a hundred feet overhead, continued to release gentle showers of droplets from leaf to leaf. The forest never truly stopped raining. Every breath carried the rich scent of damp earth, moss, orchids, and fresh-growing things.
Every few moments our guide paused, pointing to a brilliantly colored frog resting on a fern, a sleeping sloth curled high in the branches, or a butterfly flashing electric blue through a shaft of sunlight. He reminded us often, “Always stay on the trail. The rainforest is beautiful… but it demands respect.”
At first, it was only a distant whisper beneath the songs of birds and insects. Soon the murmurs among our group began as everyone recognized it. Water. With every step, the sound grew fuller and richer until it surrounded us. The air itself changed. It became cool and impossibly fresh, carrying a faint mist that settled on our skin. It was so pure that it almost felt as though you could taste the water before ever seeing it. Our guide turned around, smiling, and began walking backward as we rounded one final bend. The forest suddenly opened.
A waterfall poured from the cliffs above like liquid crystal, cascading into a perfect teardrop-shaped lagoon glowing with the most astonishing shades of turquoise and sapphire blue imaginable. Sunlight filtered through the canopy, illuminating the mist with tiny rainbows that danced above the surface. The water looked almost unreal—as though someone had painted paradise into existence. Every person in our group stood silently. The desire to go for a swim was denied quickly by the guide. He explained that while the rainforest overflowed with breathtaking beauty, it also concealed dangers just beneath its surface. Venomous creatures, and fragile ecosystems made this place one to admire rather than enter.
No photograph could capture the cool mist drifting across our faces, the deep rumble of falling water vibrating through our chests, or the scent of rain-soaked leaves carried on the breeze. Cameras could record the colors and the shape of the falls, but not the feeling of standing in a hidden corner of the world where nature still reigned completely untouched.
Why a Cross Sapphire is the Best
We love blue. We know blue. We live by the blue sea, beneath summer blue skies. Our business is located on a peninsula called Portland, surrounded by saltwater on three sides. We can feel the blue ocean pulsing with every tide. From the rooftop of our building, we can see the open sea. Binoculars show ships coming and going on a blue, blue sea.
We love blue sapphire: It is bright, brilliant and is amazingly durable. As the second hardest gem to diamond, it is a highly wearable gem, ideal for rings. We love blue sapphire…we love it so much that we have traveled to southeast Asia to find first-choice colors. We choose a lighter, brighter blue than most American jewelers because it shows up best under a wide range of real-world lighting conditions. Our blue sapphires look and perform best on everything from sunny days to a candlelit dinner for two.
We want your blue sapphire to dazzle you, dazzle your partner and everyone in any room you visit. Cross’ blue sapphires are the best.
