India. 19th Century.
The beastie yawns. The genial season of the year has arrived. It
exercises its influence upon the gaping maw of this creature which
has opened its shell to receive the dew in order to become
Time passes as the burdensome struggle continues inside the chamber
of its shell… and a thing is formed… and given birth to… and it
is called a pearl. Its shape and luster will vary according to the
quality of the dew which the season of the year has bestowed upon it.
If the dew had been in a perfectly pure state when the season allowed
it to flow into the shell… then the pearl would be pure and
But if the dew was dark with stirred up sediment… then the pearl
would be of a clouded color too. If the sky happened to have been
lowering when the pearl was generated… then in addition its color
would be ashen.
It becomes self-evident folks… that being an oyster ain’t no easy
thing. There are trials. There are tribulations. The quality of the
oyster’s child is dependent a great deal more upon the calmness of
the heavens in the morning than the tranquility of the sea. It is
from these influences that the oyster’s progeny inherits its limpid
appearance or its clouded hue. Who woulda thunk it?
I have something to show you. Gajredar Bangri: Bangles. The creatures
had had a good season. The heavens were serene. Clusters of seed
pearls formed from the purest dew simulate bunched jasmine buds.
Their centers are set in gold with rosettes of diamonds. They date
back to the 19th century. They have no price which is as it should be
for beauty is priceless.
This last part is–of course–a lot of camel droppings… for most
would pay a great deal for beauty. But it does sound good. No?
Besides… I do not know their worth.
For those of you who are new to this thing called Tidbits…may I
direct you to my home page at www.tyler-adam.com where you will
scroll down the left side menu till you get to the area that says
Current Tidbits… and you will get to view a pair of beauteous
bangles made of pearls which were given to the oyster by the genial
season of the year in the form of perfectly pure dew.
And there ya have it.
That’s it for this week folks.
Catch you all next week.