Dear reader, do you recall my utterly exquisite miniature cake glass ?
Well, the other day I took it from the windowsill to polish when suddenly the stand slipped through my fingers and shattered into a thousand tiny pieces on the floor!
And this wasn't some Cinderella story, where I could just whip out the matching stand from my pocket and hold it up for all the world to see. And then my revolting stepsisters would draw a collective gasp of horror and the square-jawed prince would exlaim I knew she was the one all along!
This was real life.
No fairy godmother. No talking mice. Just me in my kitchen with a lot of broken glass, a little brokenhearted.
For several weeks I went through the grieving process. The other half of the cake glass, the dome, was still intact and sitting on the windowsill as a constant reminder...I don't know if that made things worse or not.
Then, an idea. A rare and brilliant stroke of genius.
A bell jar within a bell jar.
The little glass dome protects a pretty pebble I once found in the Shuswap River. It sits beside another pebble, a dumpling of a pinecone, and an easygoing plant. A larger glass dome presides over the entire scene.
Everything is twice as cozy now.
I love when something that once made me sad makes me happy.
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Dear reader, a few things...
First, a heartfelt thank you to whoever keeps Facebook liking the post about my brother! I don't know who is doing it, but I cannot tell you how much I appreciate your help in spreading the word. My brother is an amazing doctor, and he is one of a handful of surgeons in the entire world who specialize in peripheral nerve surgery. He is also relatively new to this town and in the midst of starting his own practice.
You know where I'm going with this, right?
Think of Tollipop as his own personal PR firm.
Just don't tell him I said that. It would probably scare him to death.
But I am excited and grateful every time I check his post and see someone else has Facebook liked it. It's up to, like, 26!
I know I've mentioned this before, but every time someone Facebook likes a post, I feel like the girl who discovers a secret Valentine in her box at school.
It's pretty thrilling.
Secondly, hello September! I adore everything about you, especially the apples you bring and the way you smell back home...
Finally, and on a less thrilling note, I am planning to take something of a break from Tollipop for the next little while. Not a thorough break, as I'm sure I will need to pop in from time to time to tell you about a little old man who was nice to me or show you a wistful girl wearing a dress in a particular shade of blue.
But I need to take a break. Or perhaps just post much less regularly.
We'll see if it lasts for long.
I always end up missing you too much...
