The objects of my affection, including a 65-240 million year old ammonite from Madagascar. It’s a constant visual to remind me of the truth of impermanence (Ammonoidea went extinct with the dinosaurs), and the need to make the most of each day. Ironically named by Pliny the Elder of Pompeii.
30 years ago I was a very young woman on a very big adventure. Traveling West through several provinces on business, I was treated to a night up in the mountains at the Banff Springs Hotel. My colleagues and I were dining at a table next to the Calgary Flames NHL hockey team, who hadContinue Reading “The objects of my affection.”
I try very hard to collect memories instead of trinkets these days, but there is a small handful of touchstones that help me keep in view what is most important. Some years ago this antique locket on a watch fob utterly captivated me. The small glass globe parts in the middle, with a picture displayedContinue Reading “Tiny Stories”
That moment when you realize just how much you depend on the beast: virtually all of the key caps are worn clean (and that it happens in mere months …every time). Time to find the antidote to the subordination of the pen. This just feels blasphemous some days …