Navone Jewelry

05/20/2026

A wee pop of color that you’ll forget to take off 🌈 🫶🏻

05/18/2026

A super sweet collection headed to .bedouin

05/17/2026

I love food, this comes as a surprise to no one that knows me; I love sourcing it, preparing it, storing it and eating it, and I really love experiences with food that fill me with joy. It might sound over the top, but acquiring, preparing, feasting and sharing this meal kit meal from did just that. It got my body vibrating with a joy that can only be felt this time of year, when buds and bodies rejoice- the season of plenty is upon us!

In your pre-purchased kit for two (we made six meals from this with two more heads of lettuce;) available for pickup at Wednsday’s Farmer’s Market downtown, you’ll find what you need, along with the recipe, to make a beautiful fresh, local meal. And you don’t have to use any brainpower considering what you’re going to make for dinner, or lunch the following day too!

The fresh herb bundle is brightening up all my meals now.

Folks, it is time to feast in Central Oregon, and always time to support our food sovereignty and availability by getting thee to the farmer’s markets, farm stands and CSAs. Happy feasting, Friends🫶🏻

05/13/2026

Purple has not been my color of choice…and I’m always open to changing my mind💜

Lots of sweet silk-cord layering necklaces headed to the website!

05/12/2026

I feel closest to my mom like this, ratty old tennies, covered in dirt and working. A few days late for Mother’s Day, but was thinking about the origins of the Day, a call to Peace by Mothers, and my mom in particular, in whom this call was strong.

In 1870, abolitionist, suffragist, and anti-war activist Julia Ward Howe wrote the Mother’s Day Proclamation, calling on women across the world to organize against war and the destruction of human life; envisioning an international day of resistance to militarism, violence, and political indifference.

She wrote:
“We will not have great questions decided by irrelevant agencies…We, women of one country, will be too tender of those of another country to allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs. From the bosom of the devastated earth a voice goes up with our own. It says: Disarm, Disarm!”

My mother, Betsy Belmont, when, in the wake of 9/11 my senior year in high school and the imminent war with Iraq, saw the military recruiters descend upon our small, rural, lower socioeconomic school to buy souls for the war machine’s maw, did something. She would show up to school for the lunch break, and any time that recruiters were present, with a table of information on scholarships and other job opportunities. Legally she could be there anytime that recruiters were present, and so she was.

My mom lived what it is to care for a community and all of its children as if your own. Grateful for the road map of values and morals she handed down.

Thank you Betsy, for being the light I needed before I ever knew what my life had in store. And for showing us that hard work done by hand and in service to all is a noble way to live.

05/04/2026

More color, more better!!

04/30/2026

A couple oldies and newbies hanging out❤️

04/16/2026

Dropping these cuties off today!

04/13/2026

04/13/2026

I popped into the studio to snag something for the post, and then these happened…calling them ‘Extinction’ Get it?😂 Having a wee bit of fun cracking myself up this morning.

04/10/2026

Bada-bling!