The moment I saw the uploaded thumbnail of this in my photo file, it reminded me of something I made many years ago in an Introduction to Jewelry Making course. One assignment was to make something out of sheet silver, including a bezel. I designed a pin in the shape of a crescent moon, with an arm reaching out from the center, in the style of an old Roman or Celtic penannular brooch, only instead of ending with a sharp pin point, it had a slim silver arm that widened into a spoon shape at the end, where I put the bezel, with a small piece of amethyst set in. Then I put a regular pin fastener on the back. After the stone was dropped in place and the silver polished up, it looked more Art Deco than old world Celtic, but I was pleased. I remember the amethyst got cracked at some point, and the moon got a nick in it, but I have no idea where that pin is today. I haven't thought of it in decades, and wouldn't have yet if I hadn't taken the photo of the north chore curve into the Pelee peninsula.
Roman penannular brooch photo from www.darwincountry.org
The Cloud Messenger (Meghadūta) is a lyric poem by the respected Indian poet, Kālidāsa. The poem centers around a yaksa in exile. Longing for his beloved, waiting for him on a Himalayan mountain, he asks a cloud to take a message to her. The sights he tells the cloud it will see on its way make up most of the poem.
The idea of recording observations appeals to me. I thought The Cloud Messenger was the perfect title for a blog about the journey that we all make as we move through our days.
I'm a baby boomer who grew up dancing in the streets of Detroit during the classic Motown years, lived beside the Rocky Mountains for many years, now retired and living (and writing full time) in S. Ontario. I have one blog for rock 'n' roll oldies, and one for nature, poetry and life along the Lake.