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The Mole and Sailor

Friday, 4:30 pm

By Kate

Jun

10

2005

On Wednesday afternoon I did one of my favorite things.

There is a little shop downtown, no larger than my dining room, that caters to those who like to keep track of their lives the old fashioned way—with a pen and paper. It is one of the only places around that offers a variety of Moleskine notebooks. Their display is so scrumptious that it makes their patrons want to buy one of each. Like this.

It takes a me a few months to fill up a Moleskine notebook, so going to purchase a new one is a special event. I look forward to it for several days as I come closer and closer to the end of an old notebook.  And on that day, I almost feel as though I should dress up.

After I’ve touched all the notebooks and made my final selection(s), I take them to the counter where the proprietor carefully takes them from my hands and begins a conversation about anything at all. While he’s talking, he carefully wraps the books into a kraft paper bundle. He has it down to an art now...never a fold showing. When he has the books safely secured in the kraft paper, he ties the bundle with green string.

When I leave the store, my new notebooks are tucked under my arm, in an intriguing looking bundle, rather than joggling around in a plastic bag.

Once I’m back home, I take everything off the coffee table and unwrap my bundle. I carefully slice the vacuum sealed plastic from each book, slip off the elastic closures, open the books and bury my nose in them. Moleskine paper smells wonderful.

This is my newest Moleskine.


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The colored stamp, my add-on, tells me which little book I’m looking at, since I have more than one. And that’s the pen I usually use with it. I love fountain pens, too. I’ve had this one, a Sailor Magellan, for nearly fifteen years. They are no longer made. The nib knows my hand well and the ink flows with nary a scratch or scrape.

Committing my pen to the first page of a new notebook used to be a rather daunting proposition. What to put there. Now, I’ve established the custom of writing out my most frequently called telephone numbers. It’s easy and breaks the ice. After that, the Moleskine is ready to go.

I use one of them as a wallet now days. There is a single pouch accordion file attached to the inside back cover. It’s good for a couple of cards and some currency. Also my drivers license and a couple of blank index cards. When the book is closed, everything stays securely in the pouch. If I need to take notes or capture an idea, the Moleskine is always with me. I suspect if someone wanted to pick my pocket, they’d pass over a little notebook. Couldn’t say that about an electronic handheld device or a wallet.

I still like the smell of paper and ink. And the tactile pleasure of writing with a fountain pen.

And speaking of pens...I really, really would like this one. It’s so perty.



 

I spy

Friday, 7:26 am

By Kate

Jun

10

2005

light cloud

Seems as if every time I go out to take pictures, the sun runs away and hides. That’s okay, though. This little guy looked just right in the grayness. He stood very still, posing for the longest time. As soon as I closed the lens on the camera, he flew away.


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Eh. What the heck. Here’s another pic....of boats and a bridge. I can’t get the composition right. I think I need to wade out into the water or sumthin’.

I love having a camera!



 

It arrived!

Thursday, 11:49 pm

By Kate

Jun

09

2005

partly cloudy

Now all I have to do is figure out what my cute little Olympus can do.

This is what I was looking at while I was poking buttons. So I snapped it. It is a squeaky clean desk. I thought I should document it for posterity.



 

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