Posts by Jenika

I stood in a room full of dark cabinets. Tiny spotlights flooded the curiosities inside. I spied a miniature carving of Hercules, a cat mummy, a human skull. On a desk lay an open volume with botanical illustrations. A museum sign explained they had recreated a typical study of a 17th century Belgian nobleman. (I…

Back on the brick patio, you could hear the comfortable din of forty strangers chatting, punctuated by the slosh of ice against a pitcher when someone refilled their lemonade. Not a loud party, so the tiny plop managed to register. I didn’t pay attention at first. Then it was there again – plop. Something against…