The musings of a cartographer who once mapped the world.
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Have you ever noticed that the smaller the focus of a map, the more intimate the features are named?
I'm not talking about the big features that would become landmarks in their own right on much larger maps, but little things.
Take for example, a small pond.
On a map focused on the general region, that pond would be nameless and be nothing more than a blue dot in a mass of green and brown.
On a map of a village close to that pond, though, that pond may be named something like "Starry Sky Pond" or "Turtle's Rest Pond."
To the wider world, that pond is nothing more than a puddle.
But to the ones who live next to it, to them, that pond is way more.
They're memories.
They're moments.
It's something impossible to replace and replicate.
And that's why I love maps and why I believe that there is no such thing as a place of no importance.
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