Okay. I followed my mind and did a quick drawing before lights out last night. This will be a rare do over. The envelope template is from The Stationer's Apprentice. Sorry for the chopped top. I printed and folded a new one this morning. I'm prepared for tonight's session. Note to self: Stop trying to draw from memory!
A letter a day for two days in a row ain't bad. It's all in fun. I sit and watch what goes on in the backyard, and it seeps through the
lead graphite in my pencils--somehow, someway, some days.
One bag full of mail went out today. The postal people try so hard not to cover up my efforts with stamps and whatnot. I tell them not to worry, but they don't listen. Secretly, I'm pleased. I should thank them but I don't want to seem vain.
New and more stamps were part of today's visit. They were out of Lydia Mendoza stamps. I confess they're my favorites. No Monarch stamps either. No Johnny Cash. No postcards postage. Somebodies in Katy are buying stamps!
I should have been a bike designer, huh? Uh-oh. I see a major mistake. Do you? Forgot the basket! A basket with mail inside.
Deep in the heart . . .
of Katy's countryside. Inspiration comes from life. Time to let the Spurs know I'm rooting for them. Go Spurs!