Hey, hey! I found my intro pack to the Letter Writer's Alliance. Yes, I am a member. JC enrolled me. Such a nice man. See how I keep things, thinking I'm saving them for special moments. It a miracle they haven't faded. I plan to use them this weekend. Or maybe I'll save them for my grands.
Here's a thing I like. I flip through my sketchbooks and there's always something new to turn into a postcard. I also get to do a new quick-quick. Postcards are as much fun as letters.
They are fun to the tune of" thirteen ready-for-the-mail." The same card repeats well. Simply add as many names of your pen-friends to the front, highlight the recipient's name, and you're good to go to the back for a personal message; print a bunch ahead of time, work the paper trimmer on a good day, and on down days you can sit back and dash off messages to family and friends.
My first lino block! It makes for a beautiful postcard. I made it when I lived in South Carolina, with no knowledge of what I was doing. But sailing by the seat of ones pants is often a good thing. You have no fear or thoughts of failing, so you do well.
"Happiness is overflowing?" I wonder why? Those were not the happiest handful of years. I suppose I was busy squeezing lemons, huh?
I will write on, albeit on the back of a postcard.