Not all those who wander are lost

My family spent six months driving across the country and back during the summer that I turned 9. Whenever we were lost, my dad would say, "Lost? We're not lost! We're taking the scenic route!" And then we'd study the map.

One of our stops was the world's largest copper mine in Utah. For years afterwards, I planned to wear only copper jewelry.

About ten years later, when I read The Fellowship of the Ring, I fell in love with the line,

"All that is gold does not glitter,

not all those who wander are lost."



I've never been a fan of the glittery; I treasure much that seems dull on the surface. I tend to take a meandering path, the scenic route; I believe in finding my own way.

Yesterday at the Delaplane Strawberry Festival I spotted this wiggly copper ring. I own a copper bracelet that I sometimes wear when the arthritis in my fingers flares. Why not a copper ring?

Then I spotted these squiggle earrings. I love their irregular meander. Copper that wanders. To me, it's golden!