It was an autumn day in Bruges, one of the historic world capitals of lacemaking. Lace was on display in the windows of almost every shop that edged the canals. Our destination was one very special family business. We peered in their window at the handmade laces, some very old and precious. The sun came out and lit up the trees along the canal. Reflections of blue sky, golden leaves and stately buildings merged with the beautiful Bruges lace. It was the perfect encapsulization of a magical day.