Classic

Have you ever gone canoeing? It’s kind of like that. Well, actually, it’s not like that at all, but if you try to think of it like canoeing it might be easier for you to understand. Okay? But not like the kind of canoeing you did at camp. Canoeing from the beginning – from making the canoe. First you have to chop down a tree. Yes, a full-grown tree, you’re not actually doing this, just go along with my metaphor. Then you have to hollow it out. So you start by chiseling out down the middle. And it’s hard going to begin with, you have trouble making headway and you don’t think you’re getting anywhere. Just when you think it’s hopeless and perhaps you should either chop a new tree or abandoning the idea of canoeing altogether, you get a phone call. Or something. So you turn away for a second to answer the phone. And when you look back, you realize, you actually have made a dent in that canoe. So you hang up the phone and put the chisel back to the wood, and have at it. And you burn some wood away, and chip more out, and sand it smooth. And after countless hours and more effort and investment that you can measure, you have the canoe. But you don’t know if it will float. There’s still that possibility that somewhere in there you messed up and broke something. Or you chiseled too much, or too little. And it might sink, it might float, it might roll upside down in the water. Or even worse? You might have used the wrong tree to begin with.


Pearls on a chain, on a strand around a neck. Cut glass for red wine at a dinner, shimmering of the chandelier hanging above. Old? Ancient? Humpback whale.