One of the days that the boo was at Camp Invention last week, I went to the jeweler to have some repairs done. During the two-and-a-half hours I was there (very chatty jeweler, but no way to politely break away from the conversation...so alas, precious book-reading-home-alone time was wasted) I heard a phrase I haven't heard since my senior year of high school, in Dr. Sam's humanities class... ...the "lost wax process." Remember? The jeweler was rather surprised that I knew what it was. read more
