The undeniable urge to write takes a leap away from pen and paper.
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In Autumn, the green chlorophyll in leaves fades away, revealing the yellow carotenoids underneath. That's the scientific explanation of the colour change we see. Another way of looking at it is that the gold was inside all along.
One of the advantages of my work is that I get to see what people are reading. In the course of handling requests, I get a feel for what's trendy at a certain time, at least among readers in my area. I'm exposed to new ideas and reminded of old ones I may not currently be considering. There is not, contrary to what some may think, any time for reading while working in the library. However, you do get a dose of serendipitous mental stimulation through titles, blurbs or cover art as the books pass through your hands. A few days ago, a group of Christmas craft books crossed my desk, including one that was solely about holiday decorations made from felt. Seeing the cheery but simple ornaments displayed on the cover reminded me of my daughter's first Christmas. She was a day short of one month old then. My first husband and I were young parents, scraping to get by on the type of salary being young affords. We were living in a tiny ramshackle apartment behind a shop tha
It's a recurring debate we have, my husband and I. He argues that the universe is built of numbers and math, and I tell him that's nonsense. Like most of our conflicts, this one is just for fun. We both know what's up, that the real answers are somewhere beneath all the words, and we actually agree more than the debate would indicate. Still, we take opposite sides for the sake of the game. There is plenty of "proof" out there for his scientific view. Significant numbers and ratios seem to be all around us when we examine our physical world. For me, it proves nothing. The universe is. Numbers and math were just invented to help us understand what is. There's really no more significance to any given number than any other. They have no power of their own. They are only footholds in a greater comprehension. The relationships are really the key. Their pattern is the base of the universe, and math is the expression of that pattern. Acknowle
I rarely wear any jewelry but my wedding ring, a simple thing composed of slender gold bands and tiny diamond chips (two of which have been missing since year one.) It just doesn't occur to me to put any on. Though I do have a small collection of jewelry, mostly inherited or gifts, they spend most of the time jumbled in boxes on the dresser. However, a short while ago, when I learned my uncle had been taken to the hospital with heart problems, I decided to wear a particular necklace and it's been with me ever since. Like most of my collection, it has little material value. A plain metal pendant strung on a waxed cord, it bears a single rune, uruz , for strength. My sister gave it to me years ago when I was going through some difficult changes, saying it seemed appropriate and that it suited me. Since then, it comes out of the box every now and then when I need a little boost to carry me through. My uncle's illness was one more discordant note in my world in recent
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