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nautilius pompilius
The life of the chambered nautilus, the mollusk that makes its home in the spiral-shaped shell…is fascinating & compelling….
Inside the shell is a series of successively larger compartments, or chambers, each of them a former living space for the mollusk. As the mollusk grow, it forms a new & larger chamber to accommodate its increasing size, & it seals off its previous chamber. It cannot go back to older chambers because they are too small. Because change & growth are constant, it has no choice but to move on. Indeed, the spiral shape of the shell suggests that the chambered nautilus could keep growing forever within its shell, building on its past & gradually forming a more expansive dwelling.
- source: Interviewing & Change Strategies for Helpers published by Cengage
Hand-cut leaf typography :: by Valerie Moreno Morgan
This is the best handmade typography design I have EVER laid eyes on!

This list was originally published on the website of my favorite local farm, Johnson’s Backyard Garden.

I didn’t say she stole my money.
Note: This appeared in Tony Attwood’s “Asperger’s Syndrome”, but originally appeared in Andrew Matthews’ “Making Friends”.
{tea time} downloadable wallpaper by darling dilettante
[This was originally published on theopenend]
by darling dilettante
The man walks alone through the sand.
Takes awkward steps, one at a time.
Traveling is tough when you’ve reached his age.The girl lies sprawled on the plaid quilt with her lover,
Reading side by side to the sound of waves.
The old man sits, rests on the folded hotel chairs,
And looks ahead at the scene before him.She wonders if he’s lonely.
She wonders if his head is all there.
What if he’s a widower?So it is there, on that beach, that she begins to ponder old age.
The CDC reveals a record high life expectancy
But has yet to fix the problem, damn it,
of the disparity between genders.Seems this man was an exception, must’ve outlasted his lover.
So what good is it, then, to live so long
If your memory is shot and your lover is gone?
But the truth is, he’s remembering her right now
And the day they had on this very shore.He sits in his own world, reliving that moment.
His long-gone lover is actually right there with him.
Donning matching seaweed caps,
They whistle sailor tunes as loud as they can.A chuckle escapes from his weathered lips-
Confirms the girl’s fear that
He’s lost his marbles, off his rocker.The girl smiles, walks hesitantly toward him,
Intending to become what is likely his only friend.
As she says hello, the spell is broken.
The whistling halts and his head is bald.The memory of his long-gone lover slips away
Like that of a day’s old dream.
I thought you could use some company, she offers,
As he blinks away his only friend.So what good is it, then, to live so long
If your memory is shot and your lover is gone?
I’ve decided I need a place to keep track & collect remnants of my various interests & passions.
I want to make it clear that this is not personal,journal-type blog, nor is it a site meant to draw thousands of followers for ad revenue. Honestly, it’s probably somewhere in between…
…In between a dilettante and a virtuoso, I devote a lot of time to several interests, some of which I pursue very seriously and some of which I am just beginning to explore.
Currently @ the top of my list of interests:
