So true - after weeks of anxious anticipation you end up with much smaller rocks and a barrel of sludge. The only thing that gets polished is your patience.
One of my favorite parts is the little bell hidden under the ribbons. I figure one afternoon all our little bells will start ringing in unison, and we will zombie-walk from our homes to a destination that only you know.
I got mine today! The unwrapping was a delightful experience... and now I need to invest in some fancy leather bound books to do this bookmark justice. Thanks Chuck!
A Maximalist bookmark to stick in a Minimalist book.
Do you carve and polish the stones as well? They're dazzling.
Hell, no. I grew up with a rock-polishing father, I know how arduous that process is.
I always wanted one of those toy rock polishers when I was a kid but in the back of my mind I knew there had to be more to it.
Like Sea Monkeys, those polishers weren't all they were advertised to be.
So true - after weeks of anxious anticipation you end up with much smaller rocks and a barrel of sludge. The only thing that gets polished is your patience.
One of my favorite parts is the little bell hidden under the ribbons. I figure one afternoon all our little bells will start ringing in unison, and we will zombie-walk from our homes to a destination that only you know.
"Why am I at Voodoo Donuts??"
Now there's an interesting story... 😊 Also I read "carved penguin" and thought "slide!" 🐧
I got mine today! The unwrapping was a delightful experience... and now I need to invest in some fancy leather bound books to do this bookmark justice. Thanks Chuck!