Let me count the ways . . . Notecard, postcards, greetings and letters. Is there any other way to communicate better? I think not. (Spoken like Sheldon does when he is offended. Which is often. Um. Sheldon. You know. From The Big Bang Theory. Oh, come now. You don't watch? Then no mail for you!) But anyway . . .
Oops, too, for the rubber band and tell-tale paper cement. Where's an adhesive picker upper when you need one. Sorry intended recipient. Sometimes I am too task-oriented. It's still one of my favorites.
Heavenly shades of light were falling when I shot this. It's twilight time. Oh, how I learned to like that song. Low light and shadows do create a lovely mood, don't you think? Write while there's light. Then admire without glare. Oh, yeah!
17 notes, cards, postcards, and letters!
There are 36 left in my Backlog Shoebox.
I have 5 in my bag.
7 or 8 on my desk.
But, who's counting?
You are! Of course.
And so am I.
Just wanted to keep you up to date.
A bird's eye view.
From me to you.
There's plenty more
Where these came from
Written with a pen
Twixt my fingers and thumb.
Did you? Write on, I mean. If yes, then to whom? How many? How often? And what did you do in between? Okay, oh well, don't tell!