Saturday, September 13, 2014

Another Saturday Evening Post

Here it is, another Saturday night, and I'm still going nuts over a subject for this post. There's so much to share, and I need to settle down. So here goes . . .

I'm sure it's no secret that I am fond of certain magazines. Not the digital 'zines. I *heart* the smell of ink on slick paper. I want more than stock photos. I want the real deal! And I get it with The Simple Things. I like the appeal of "taking time to live well." Don't you? So, living well is a good thing; we should do more of it; we need to take more frequent-longer vacations; we need to chart our day in cups of tea, or better yet, in water. Filtered tap. Not bottled. And, we need to write more postcards.

"Remember the Moment." Remember the moments you capture! Or not. I'm remembering mine even as I write this. Ah-h-h, Chicago! That's what postcards are for. (And beautiful photos for your own!) Right? The copy below the caption reads, "This month, in our campaign to savor holiday memories, we consider the trip snapshot that is the postcard." It is an "Amen" statement if ever there was one. And, the article opens with this, "There's always a moment on holiday when postcards must be considered. 'Can I be bothered to send any?' the internal monologue goes. "I'll have to find them, write them, buy stamps and post them. That's hours out of my holiday when I could be on the beach at Beatrix's. And who cares if they receive one anyway?' 

Ha. Ha. And, ha! Surely someone on staff eavesdropped and quoted me? My protestations were weak since I'd packed a documents pouch with everything I needed to send a "Hey!" I had everything but postcards. No problem. They're everywhere. Besides, who doesn't like mail? Who doesn't like being reminded that the sender thought of them when she was supposed to be thinking only of herself? 

Here's a learning moment: The postcard has an interesting history. Postcards are as necessary as stationery. They do in a pinch, when time is short, and you won't go broke on postage. They're also perfect for journal jots of your perfect getaway. "Postcards first became popular in Britain in the 19th century." You do know that postcards are different from postal cards, right? And, the study and collecting of postcards is called deltiology. This is fromWikipedia: 'In the United States, a picture or blank card stock that held a message and (was) sent through the mail at letter rate first began when a card postmarked in December 1848 contained printed advertising on it. The first commercially produced card was created in 1861 by John P. Charlton of Philadelphia, who patented a postal card, selling the rights to Hymen Lipman, whose postcards, complete with a decorated border, were labeled "Lipman's postal card." These cards had no imagesRead about it on wikipedia, then send a bunch! The article I've quoted from is in a British magazine, so . . .

Want to know who's "A Postcard Hero?" The answer is a click away.

"Time spent writing and sending a postcard is always time well spent."

"Remember the Moment" is an excellent article with valuable links, and if you aren't too lazy, there's a bit of mail gold near the end of the piece. It's a Lazy-gram! Download it and let's have some fun. I'll send you one if you send me one. Huh? You get the idea. Right? I have four!

The Simple Things asked for postcards! Yea! They want to know about your vacation! Their address is: 

Remember the Moment
The Simple Things
Future Publishing
2 Balcombe Street
London NW1 6NW

They will publish the best ones on their blog. Go! Buy the magazine, and read all the stuff I left out! But don't forget to tell them that Limner sent you! And write on!

Sincerely sincere,



  1. Thanks for the great article! I'm glad you're back!

    1. Thank you, Cynthia. Did you get my postcard? LOL! I'm grateful that I am able to come back. Everyone needs a refresher; making memories adds fuel to a stagnant heart and mind. Mine was long overdue.

      Just about everywhere I venture these days, I find something about letters and mail. Take today for instance . . .