Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Oh, Freedom!

Isn't it interesting how one memory segues into another? Today's trip to the post office netted me new stamps. Wait. This is what I'm talking about. Take a look?



This is the one. I ordered twenty, but lo! Our post office had them. For once, I am on a par with the rest of you early birds, so, since they had them, I bought ten. "Shall Be FREE" gnawed at me as history took over the glee that washed over me with the realization that I had new stamps. News of emancipation did not reach Texas until two years after the proclamation. What held up the mail? Oh! And speaking of mail, have you seen the movie, "The Postman? Do you like it? Aside from Kevin Costner being the postman, I felt such hope watching the story unfold. Isn't it comforting to know that we can rest assured, that even after the Apocalypse, we will have mail before we even have electricity! Yes! It's a clear sign of civilization. A lovely mail blogger brought "The Postman" to mind, and I will give her props as soon as I remember her blog's name. Sheesh. CRS is a pain. Give yourself a shout-out if you read this. And, gratitude. Your post about your dad brought on great memories.

Now, where was I? . . . Ah! "Freedom" reminded me of this:


"Davida had the bike of my young-girl-dreams. The kind with the banana seat. She never rode it. I learned to ride it through trial and error. I am sure instinct had more to do with me mastering it, along with strong desire on my part, than anything else, or so I imagine. I wobbled. I weaved. I fell and scraped my knees, but before the first day was half over, I was the mistress of two wheels, two pedals and my own braking power. I rode like the wind. I rode farther each day, with no sense of direction beyond landmarks caught in the periphery of my little-girl-vision. I rode until I was breathless--mouth dry from the air that streamed inside, past my chapped lips--against my gums--across my tongue. My eyes watered. My skinny little legs pumped as if my life depended on it. I'd never felt so free!"


Now, that's freedom. What does a stamp and this bike have in common? Me.

6 comments:

  1. You are lucky to get those stamps -- I waited in a long line for nothing -- sold out. Why don't they ever order enough of the new stamps?
    Happy 2013. (I will get busy on a letter to you very soon)

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    1. Don't I know it. The ones I ordered online were shipped Jan 4. I'm still waiting--as excited as if I won a lottery. I ordered more of the Earthscapes stamps and the Waves of Color too.

      Wish I knew why they never order enough new stamps, but I reckon they never know which will go quickly and which won't. We just want the stamps when we want them, right? :)

      Take your time writing to me. I understand backlogs. My sole resolution is not to stress out over letters. No letters from me is the equivalent of "No new means there's nothing new with me." I saw part of a documentary or something this past weekend, and the one thing that stood out was, sending a letter used to cost $5.00, back when the Pony Express met the iron monster, and telegraph wires sang to prairies. Relax. Enjoy the new year.

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  2. Love that stamp! Oh and the bike :)

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    1. What's not to like, huh? :) Thanks for visiting. Hope you will come again. Soon, too. :)

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  3. I am going to run down to the PO this morning and see if they have this stamp and the Chinese News year stamps ( I hope I'm not too late to get this one..). I have been sick for a month and am just starting to venture out again. Is there a world left out there? Did Dec 2012 come and go without a big bang? The Postman was a great movie, a little disturbing when you think about the nature of people and how a Xerox salesman can turn into a blood thirsty Gang leader... But Kevin Costner saves the day and inadvertently recreates the postal service, which brings hope to all. Of course the postal system will outlive the Apocalypse... Limner will make sure of that! BTW, where do you keep your pony? Love to ya girl! See you in the mail!

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    1. Hey, you! Hope they have them. I didn't pre-order the new year stamps but they are on my list. The images remind me of the Black Cat firecrackers we coveted as kids. I'm sorry you have been sick for so long, but am grinning now that you are on the mend. Yes, we made it past the "pop caw lips" :)

      You like The Postman, too. :) it was panned but one must consider who panned it. Where do I keep my pony? LOL. ;)

      I owe you so much mail, Elle. Sorry. Oops. I slipped. No apology. Only proof. :)

      Hugs1

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