Last Sunday was the first Sunday in April, known as Geologists’ Day, and rightly celebrated around the world by millions of people. It was originally designated a holiday by the Soviet Union under the leadership of Leonid Brezhnev, a notoriously jolly chap with unbelievably big eye brows. I hope, wherever you live, you tracked down your closest geologist, and gave them a big hug and a giant sloppy kiss. We deserve it because we add so much to your lives, if only you knew.
Crystals can be very polarizing. Sorry fellow geologists, bad pun, I know.
In three decades, I’ve built a half-decent collection of museum-quality pieces, currently leased to a business downtown. I collect them because of my love for the inherent esthetic value of crystals; their rarity, the science behind their formation and the intangible “wow factor” that spectacular samples elicit. See I’m in Love for some recent drooling.
Continue reading “Crystal Power”I’m still in love with Azurite. I met her on-line and now I can’t let her go. Just the other day she sent me another full length body shot, mounted no less. Apparently she comes from Morocco. Oh my giddy aunt. I’m going to have to sit down.
