Maggie Wilson Author

Historical Non-Fiction in Northern Ontario

Mineral Collecting

With my People

It’s Monday. The Monday after a very long and tiring, but satisfying weekend at the London Gem and Mineral Show. Below is my off-the-cuff, more or less mineral-less mineral show report. For some reason, people took note of the pseudomalachite specimen that we had for sale. It was one small specimen among the couple hundred on the table. On Saturday, within a twenty-minute span, three separate shoppers remarked, “Why Pseudo?” These […]

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One Word Photo Challenge: Clear

Halite aka Sodium Chloride aka NaCl aka plain old ordinary salt of the earth This cleavage of clear halite measures 2.5 x 2.2 x 2.0 cm and comes from salt mines in Goderich, Ontario. Some minerals are trickier to photograph than others. Anything shiny, lustrous, black like patent leather, and especially clear specimens are particularly challenging. I find, anyway. I learned the trick of placing text behind the specimen as a […]

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One Word Photo Challenge: Mint

Look! Out in the yard! It’s a bird! It’s a blob! It’s… it’s… what the heck is it? It’s a 20.5 x 13 x 13 cm plasticine-like mass of annabergite – the weathering product of nickeline and rammelsbergite found at the Bellellen Mine, Cobalt-Gowganda region,Ontario, Canada. The mine stopped production in 1917. This hunk was found buried in the dumps October 2010. *** Me: Honey? Remember that great honkin’ mass […]

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One Word Photo Challenge: Mustard

OK – I’m taking huge liberties with this blog challenge. My take on “mustard” is this honey-mustard or Grey Poupon mustard-coloured calcite specimen. It is an example of a speleothem – or cave calcite. The layered portions are similar to onyx and the bubbly, blobby bits are popcorn calcite. We found this in a tufa outcrop along a river near our home. The spring runoff of 2008 eroded away a great mass of the […]

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If We Were Having Coffee Saturday September 20.

If we were having coffee, you’d walk into the café and say, “Hey, Maggie, how are things?” and I’d say, “Can’t complain, but that doesn’t stop me.” You’d laugh and change the subject. Good thinking. I knew you were a smart cookie. I’d tell you, “Fall is here,” and how I wore my mittens when I walked to the coffee shop earlier this week. It had been nippy overnight! I’ve seen turkey vultures […]

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