Something rather special happened recently: Prenoa has been named a Finalist in the Artisan Founder Awards 2025.
To even write those words feels surreal. I’ve spent the past 14 years quietly working away in my studio, sharing stories through silver and coin, often in the soft hush of the everyday. So to be recognised in this way—among so many brilliant creatives—is a huge honour.
The response from you, my wonderful community, has been incredibly moving. The kindness, the excitement, the encouraging words about my first nomination… it’s all been a reminder of why I do what I do. Thank you, from the very bottom of my heart.
If you’ve already voted, thank you. If not, there’s still time—the link to vote is here:
The 2025 Artisan Founder Business Awards | The Artisan Founder
Scroll to the bottom under 'Heartfelt Story'.
Every single one truly means so much.
In the Garden, Life Slows Down
This week, we’ve had a real stretch of warm weather here in the UK. I adore it—but the garden and animals have found it a little more testing. We’ve been leaving out saucers of water tucked beneath the shade for our night-time visitors and thirsty birds. The sunflowers in the vegetable patch have grown tall—ten feet and counting—and the cosmos have taken to doing that charming little bounce each time a pollen-dusted bee lands on their powdery centres.
The chard has turned into a resting place for ladybirds. The beans are both triumphant and exhausted, a wild tangle of green that seems to say, we’ve given it our all this year.
I’ve spent many quiet mornings just watching. Letting nature speak. And in those moments, I’ve been reminded that summer isn’t just a season of bloom—it’s a celebration. A reminder to do what we can, while we can. To live fully, right here, in the warmth of now.
The Resilience of Thrift
One of my favourite plants in the garden is thrift. Hardy, neat, and quietly hopeful, thrift (also known as Armeria maritima) was once engraved onto British currency. You’ll find it delicately pressed into the surface of certain threepences—like the one I recently turned into a pendant for an 80th birthday.
There’s something about this plant that continues to speak to me. Its shape, its symbolism, its persistence. It has thrived in coastal winds, mountain slopes, and now in my little patch of garden here in Stamford. It’s a reminder of what we carry forward—and what carries us.
It’s fitting, then, that this coin now has a new life. A soft, worn thruppence, once part of daily exchange, now transformed into something precious and ceremonial. A timeworn treasure, gifted new meaning.
Just like the garden, and just like so many of us—it has known other seasons. And yet, it continues to grow.
Would you like to support Prenoa in the Artisan Founder Awards?
You can vote for us here or visit the pinned post on Instagram.
With warmth, always,
Rebecca x