The Architect on the Floor: Finding Wonder in the Dust of Domestic Life

At first, it looked like a tiny piece of lint on the floor. But when I looked closer, I noticed something unusual. The object was about the size of a flattened grain of rice, tapered at both ends. Its surface contained dust, blue cotton fibers, a strand of hair, and other tiny pieces of debris, all pressed together into what looked like a miniature continue reading …