Category Archives: Lifestyles
This was taken last week when I met a friend at the Linden Street Cafe in Old Town Fort Collins. We were not sitting at this table but loved the light so grabbed my journal and pen to setup this scene. Would have been a sweet place to journal.
It had been a while since I’d been here. The place is under new ownership and has had some new touches added. I liked it.
“Inner peace begins the moment you choose not to allow another person or event to control your emotions.” Pema Chodron
It’s interesting how the simplest thing can catch my attention.
“You write because there’s fire in your bones. You’ve got to do this whether anybody ever reads it or not.” Eugene Peterson
These are two of my sisters fountain pens. The front pen is her new Pilot Legno 89s fountain pen in deep red, and features a rhodium-plated 14K nib. It is an open-grain (as opposed to sealed/varnished) “wood” finish – which is actually a resin-impregnated compressed laminated wood product. Both barrel and cap are lathe-turned from this solid yet light-weight material. One website stated the body was made from “Kabanoki” is Cherry tree called the “Queen of broad leaf tree” in Japan. Kabanoki Wood is used to make furniture, so the grain pattern is relatively bold and tough. Believe what you want.
The white pen is a Pilot Stella 90s in pearl/white. It has a pearly painted lacquered brass body and is heavier than the Legno. It also features the rhodium-plated 14K nib. This pen, appropriately named Stella, is one of her favorite pens. Both pens look and feel similar to the Pilot Prera pens.
Yes, I always have my camera with me. I also washed and dried my hands. 🙂
I noticed this laptop cover while at one of the local coffeehouses a couple days ago and just had to smile. I asked the young lady if I could take a photo so I could post it here. We go to coffeehouses for many reasons, but for some of us it is all about coffee. 🙂
Their is a nail Salon, Paradise Nails, next door to one of the coffee shops I patronize. In their window are all these plastic hands with a wide variety of shapes, colors and designs of nails customers can choose from. I have seen these hands for a long time and finally stepped inside this past week to ask if I could take a photo of these hands and nails. I’ve never gone in for a couple of reason. First, the smell from the polish and remover is nauseating to me. As I walk by I can see the girls wearing masks due to the fumes. Second, even after all these years, I’m still hesitant to ask. By the way I didn’t find any that I liked.