A Lack of Glittery Bits

This week marked the passage of Tu B'Shevat, the tree's new year.

I am up to my ears in nanotechnology. (And given that nanotech is quite small, it takes a lot of it to reach the ears.) I have learned a lot but little seems glittery -- no tiny shiny fragment that somehow suggests a whole lost city.

No writing either. Except, I am thinking of calling the untitled nursing poem "Small, Common, Secret, Strong." Actually, I am thinking of having that printed on a t-shirt. Or perhaps my coat of arms.