Saturday was icy. Really icy.

Winter boots or no, making sure that feet remained on the ground and tea kettles over bums required a whole lot of cautious and small steps and much more concentration than normal. The walk to the Glebe from our apartment isn’t a long one, but we sure took our time with this one!

We were headed down to the Glebe for one reason: to pay visit to The Papery!

Kathleen was on the lookout for a ball-point pen that may be refilled with fountain pen ink (no luck!) and I was looking for some nice stationery. I haven’t taken up calligraphy or am bringing back the lost art of letter-writing as such, but when I have formal correspondence to write, I like to use a typewriter.

As I wrote elsewhere:

I quite like the sensory experience of using a typewriter and the resulting letter reminds me of my time working on research in various archives. I also figure that when an organization either requires written correspondence or if it’s generally understood to be a more effective approach, then I’m happy to oblige in a similarly analog way!

I’m also a colossal dork.

One thing that occurred to me while reminiscing about my archives time is that the basic white 20lb copy paper I’ve been using to this point really misses the mark. Not only is it cheap and flimsy, but also communicates an incomplete picture.

Fortunately, I was able to find a really nice little pale blue set with a floral motif. I figured that I will start small (figuratively, and literally: it’s A5-sized) and determine whether or not to invest in even nicer full-sized paper in the near future.

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