I sat down to write about this pendant and I had decided that it would be called calendar, because the way the months feel to me is like lots of the same, with the odd holiday or wonderful meal to break it up, and that rivet at the bottom is where the breaks in the month happen.  But when I typed “calendar,” spellcheck, in all its wisdom, changed it (as always) to cake dar.  And once again, I thought “gosh, I wish I had cake-dar that could help me sniff out all of the cakes and lead me to them!” So here it is, either a rumination on time, or a miraculous device to help me sniff out cake!