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“Water continually dropping will wear hard rocks hollow.” - Plutarch, “You know I had a great aunt once who said if you stare at a beautiful woman too long you turn to stone. She was partially right.”, Made of Stone, moss-less beauty, stoned immaculate
By happenstance, Esme won a prize after leaving the 100th comment on the post – ‘Contentedness embodied (Part Two)’ upon Hariod’s most fine blog a few weeks back. (I highly recommend a reading of Part One as well).
I was informed by Hariod;
“In keeping with tradition here in the net of contentedness, then as this last comment of yours was the one hundredth appearing, you are entitled to a little prize, Esme upon the Cloud. Please choose one of the following:
a) A box of vegan chocolates.
b) A Mediterranean cruise with a free muffin for breakfast each morning – warning: there may be rough seas.
c) A mystery gift of no pecuniary value.”
Esme’s answer;
“The 100th comment!! And I didn’t plan it either. If I had done I’d need to get out a great deal more mind you.
A prize! Well…
a) – My taste is more savoury than sweet, so no.
b) – Sounds way too dangerous.
c) – Yes, that’s ideal.
‘Pecuniary’ – pockets it Nice.”
And what a prize the stone it has turned out to be! It is a ‘Holey or Healing stone’, and they are rare items, for the holes are caused naturally through weathering across time and space and therefore don’t pop up too often. This one originated in Devon and I am highly honoured to have been gifted it by Hariod, who knows esme has a deep love for stones and minerals, (specifically ‘found’ ones – those collected when one is wandering about without agenda, rather than those posh polished stones that have been made into small jewellery dishes and ashtrays which aren’t her bag at all). They are said to protect those who harbour them, and people often wear smaller versions around their necks. If esme wore this one round her neck she’d spend the rest of her days on all fours (throws a few warning glances about). They are also known as ‘Odin Stones’ because in The Edda, Odin transmuted himself into a worm and slipped through a hole in a rock to steal ‘the mead of poetry’. Thus the name. (Esme likes a good saga).
It is 6.5″ x 4″ in size with a 2″ depth through the hole (misses) and weighs 847 grams. The photo doesn’t do it justice as it changes from every angle and the hole has width and depth within itself too (more misses). That’s an absolutely cracking stone that is. Thank you Hariod, it is incredibly beautiful, and I smile every time I look upon it. ❤ bows and curtsies low, then shakes Hariod’s hand for a good five minutes and more, until a scuffle breaks out, and the police are called by Rosie (the dog).
infinitelyremote said:
Very nice indeed! I have a couple of smaller examples among the gravel protecting the swordtails. I have seen the fry swim through them and wonder if they experience any time dilation or such phenomena… hard to say. I have heard under certain conditions you might be able to peer into other dimensions through such a device but since I get the same effect using the aquarium I was hoping to return the favor.
I like to imagine that when all the lights are out, in the middle of the night, they all school together and watch their favorite portals and wonder what life must have been like before the stone.
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
I have looked through the hole masodo and think this is quite possible. All the more so if Jack Daniels is with me at the time. Hahahahaha
Gld you like it, tis a beauty for sure. “I like to imagine that when all the lights are out, in the middle of the night, they all school together and watch their favorite portals and wonder what life must have been like before the stone.” – Or possibly what it would be without the tank they’re in! nods If they all disappear in the night mysteriously you’ll know why. – smiles
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The Pink Agendist, née Mr. Merveilleux said:
Hilarious! Both b and c seem like things that rhyme with the word punt! Or blunt. 🙂
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
Oooh hahahahaha. Blimey. I’m glad this raised a titter or two on your part Divine Pink Majesty of Flowers and Gin.
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Hariod Brawn said:
I think he would have opted for the wholemale muffin on the cruiser, Esme.
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
ker-tish!
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Val Boyko said:
What a special gift Esme! 💛
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
I know! A kind and rare prize – smiles
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Val Boyko said:
👋🏼
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makagutu said:
I, too, like it.
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
You have excellent taste mak.
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makagutu said:
I would take b too, especially because of rough seas.
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
Well, you’ll just have to be that 100th commenter next time mak!
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makagutu said:
Maybe Harold could start gifting randomly. Making the 100th comment would take calculation and I have let my math lag
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
Hmm, I think that might take the exactness out of it and Hariod is very exact you see so suspect the answer would be ‘sod off’ if the question were proposed. Hahahahaha.
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makagutu said:
And I wrote Harold instead of Hariod. I blame the gods.
Do you a change of ways is possible for the good fellow
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Hariod Brawn said:
No offense in the least, my dear old thing. I have, in the very recent past, been referred to as both ‘Hairdo’ and ‘Hairyrod’, amongst several other ‘Harold’s’ besides your own. If only my parents would have named me more memorably, like ‘Tarquin Fim Bim Lim Bim Wim Bim Bus Stop F’tang-F’tang Olé Biscuit Barrel’, or something.
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
P’tang Yang Kipperbang, ugh!!
esme enjoying that film upon the Cloud
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Hariod Brawn said:
Ooh, John Arlott does the voicing I see – and what a voice it is too. 🙂
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
Yes indeed. Perfect for it too. Alison Steadman, I can watch her ina nything. Great wee, slightly odd filum. Recommended.
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Hariod Brawn said:
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
Shmoooth.
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makagutu said:
Oh Hariod. Had they names as Tarquin Fim Bim Lim Bim Wim Bim Bus Stop F’tang-F’tang Ole Biscuit Barrel, things would be worse. You would be Tarquim whatever for your name would take a whole minute to say 🙂
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carmen said:
Well, all I can say is this, Mak. Good thing Esme won, because if I had, Hariod would have to cash in a bond to send that heavy sucker all the way to Nova Scotia! 🙂
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
It was fate!!
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Hariod Brawn said:
You would have chosen the mystery gift, would you Carmen? You do know that the mystery gift for last month’s post was a chocolate teapot, do you? 😉
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makagutu said:
Haha.
I think if you had won, Hariod would have made you come for your gift. He is such a good fellow.
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carmen said:
Don’t know how well a chocolate teapot would have fared on its way here either, Hariod. 🙂
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Hariod Brawn said:
I’m so delighted that you appreciate the prize so much, Esme, and that it’s found such a perfect new home there with you upon the Cloud. That stone protected me for the past 20 years or thereabouts, as it will you, too. They say these holey stones find their keepers, rather than the other way ’round; so happenstance may only have appeared to play a role in it. I remember when it found me during a solitary evening walk on the shoreline of the Jurassic Coast. It’s lovely to have this record of something that’s been close and dear to me for so long – thankyou. H ❤
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
Well that makes me want to send it back to you right now! laughs But it becomes all the more precious for the words too. Thank you dear H, you are incredibly kind and a wonderful friend for esme to have found here in the blogosphere. ❤ x
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carmen said:
Well, I’m not the least bit surprised – after all, we know you’re a winner! 🙂
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
You’re too kind Carmen, smiles thank you for saying so.
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Peter Schreiner said:
Rocks are among my favorite things too. And I store most of them in my head.
Splendid gift, Hariod. I can think of none better, endurable, unique, handcrafted with love by Nature herself.
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
If that’s true Peter then some of them there rocks are absolute gems. – nods a lot In fact, you’re a diamond geezer! – gets dragged off-stage by Rosie before any other poor comedic possibilities present themselves to her
It is a wondrous gift.
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Swarn Gill said:
That is a wonderful gift, and well chosen. I accidentally chose B) one time and it didn’t end well.
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
Receiving a big heavy parcel was a joy in itself – esme loves parcels, even empty ones, the contents had my jaw on the floor for some time. I’m so glad I’m more of a rock lover than a chocolate fiend!
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belasbrightideas said:
Wow, this is sooo cool! I would definitely have passed on the chocolates, though there would have been a time in the past … and the cruise would have been hard to turn down … but I very likely would have, in the end, made the same selection. How amazingly thoughtful of Hariod. I’m one who doesn’t believe any part of the earth ever ‘belongs’ to anyone, so passing along a precious found object would be right in the scheme of life for yours truly as well. I once found an old Chumash Indian digging tool in a similar fashion – walking a northern CA beach with the troubled husband of a friend, and, whoosh, down went my eyes to something irregular on the sand and up in the hand into closer view it came. He mentioned museums and I pondered that, but ultimately believed it was meant not to remain lifeless under glass but held, cherished and enjoyed occasionally in the grip of someone’s loving admiration. And I don’t have to be that person, in the end. And in the end, it likely will Not be Me! 😉 Enjoy your Odin stone! Way fun!
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
“but ultimately believed it was meant not to remain lifeless under glass but held, cherished and enjoyed occasionally in the grip of someone’s loving admiration” – Yes, that’s just it Bela! Spot on, it doesn’t really belong to anyone, but is a wonderful gift none-the-les, and most important of all is that admiration and appreciation all round. Thank you for your words!
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N℮üґ☼N☮☂℮ṧ said:
Congratulations Esme, and I second what Carmen said.
The stone is uniquely lovely. Hariod rocks. (no pun intended)
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
Good one all the same though – nods Thank you Victoria, Hariod is a fine friend as unique as the stone itself, but lots younger with more holes.
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N℮üґ☼N☮☂℮ṧ said:
LOL
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J.B. Whitmore said:
Am dying to know the physics of stone-holding clouds.
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
It’s a complicate business and in all honesty Jack Frost runs that side of things, I just watch the cogs move and eat cake. – nods
esme with a face full of iced buns upon the Cloud
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