Saturday, September 20, 2014

Saturday's Evening Post


This made me grin! 


And, it reminded me of this. Which made me think of this,  from my great vacation. It waved from across the street in front of Erin's apartment. (The bike, not the photo.) I just knew it waited for me despite what she and JC said. Just as I decided to investigate, the black car came. "One never knows, do one? wondered I, to quote Fats Waller. Thank you, dear Angela. 

We've been busy getting the yard and gardens in shape for the new season. The air is thinner. The temperature is on good behavior. It did not rain at all today. I am grateful for such blessings, although the more it rained, the more I wrote. I actually wrote as I watched from the window in front of the desk where I write. 


My out box fills. Slowly, I write. Word by word. Page after page. I've used up my circus stamps; I cannot find the veg ones; I hope JC will lend me some from his roll of a hundred flag stamps. Or, better yet, I hope that I will find all the ones I have misplaced. I am on a roll. I could write faster if I didn't try to watch "Outlander" from the corner of my eye at the same time. Are you hooked like me? I read the books when they were first published, as I did with other books-turned-series. It doesn't matter how "outlandish" the story is, as long as it's well written and entertaining. I especially liked the bits about using herbs for healing. Just yesterday I read that pork stuffed in a nostril will staunch a nosebleed when all other methods fail, not including cauterization in the local emergency room.


Okey-dokey. Moving on. I broke out the good stuff last night. Wax and seals always mean business. I reached all the way back to April in my quest to answer my backlog of mail that needs replies. Cynthia, I do thank you. The red wax is especially pretty against the taupe and white. 


Armand wanted in on the fun, so I let him join. He's the last of the bluebonnet-born litter. He likes to stand along a country and holler, "Hey, y'all!" as folks drive by. Sometimes Armand waves. I'm sure he'd write too, if he could.


The stack grows. Slowly but surely, I write. I'm eating my old mail elephant bite-by-bite, with an aim for the perfect ending in sight.



I'm doing it for sure, with a little help from my friends.

Be well.

Sincerely sincere,



Limner

P.S. Be aware: € 12,95 equal 16.62 US dollars.








10 comments:

  1. Good looking mail (& beautiful hand writing). You are on a roll!

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    1. I appreciate your comments. Chronic pain clouds life. I feel better because I am better physically and mentally. It's good to be back among my peers.

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  2. oh my gosh I love the bird on top of the clay pot that is so cute .....

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    1. Aww, I'm happy to hear that. I'll show you the other half it it soon. It's the sweetest little thing that's been in a closet, tucked behind the china. I've had it for over ten years now. I think it's time I used it. :)

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  3. Your outgoing is always so eye catching. I'm slowly getting back into business too. I have a stack going to the post office tomorrow when I go into town.

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    1. Thank you, my friend. You're very kind. I empathize wholeheartedly. Breaks are necessary. Refueling is a good thing, so I'm glad you're slowly finding your way back. Slow is good. :) I went to the post office this afternoon. Seventeen pieces of mail went out. Hooray! See you in the post.

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  4. Absolutely gorgeous wax seal and envelope, though all of your mail is lovely and thoughtful.

    So glad that you're feeling better!

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    1. Aww, you're gonna make me blush. LOL. My fun meter is out of the red zone again and I'm enjoying life. Mail reflects how I feel. :)

      I'm slowly but surely catching up on reading all the blogs I follow, too. All the good mail I see makes me smile.

      Be well.

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  5. I love that armadillo postcard!!!

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    1. I wish I had another one. I'd send it to you, but I held on to Armand for over a year. He's gone.

      Hope you had a great Monday and not a Moan-day. :)

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