The good Earth and good friends make my world go round, even when I'm down. Gratefully, I am on the ascend. I haven't shifted from introspective yet, but it's okay. Good things come through with me when I finally emerge on the other side. I can tell from some of your letters over the years that you know how I feel: Like Good n Plenty, but Peaceful n Quiet. It's how I imagine this part of Texas feels since Bill moved on. There's so much water. There's still rain but it drizzles more than it falls on Katy.
Tell me you didn't know about this though: http://calligraphersguild.org/envelope.html. You can find the winning entry here: http://www.calligraphersguild.org. This year's theme was "There's No Place Like Home." Did anyone I "know" enter the contest? I hope so! So many of you have mad skills that would gain you entry among the contenders. Even if you didn't enter, The Washington Calligrapher's Guild's web site is an interesting place to visit, with links to transport you to places you'll enjoy. Just a heads-up from me to you? I'ma be in next year's contest!
Did you know that the typeface designer and calligrapher, Hermann Zapf, passed away? I just read it on the guild's site. He left us on June 4. I liked Typeface classes in school, and Zafp Chancery was a favorite among his designs. Fleuronette is ideal for letter-writers. BTW, I still have my Designing With Type text book! If you're interested in "The Story Behind Zapf Chancery," then read on:
Did you ever read The Good Earth? Did you see the movie. Bad acting. Did you fall in love with Pearl S. Buck too, when you were young? I bought a copy of Peony last year on a trip down my literary lane. It didn't read the same. I shelved it unfinished. Anna sent me this beautiful key ring charm and three postcards--two are photos from Buck's home.
The library is so hers. I mean I can see Pearl S. in every part. The chair is beautiful but all the sharp angles and straight back speak to a woman who sits consciously. I like padding and soft comfort, but all those books! And the globe. I dream of owning such an orb, although my Nat' Geo maps adequately serve my needs, but maybe some day. No! I have too much stuff. Too-too much.
Then there's this. Anna and I love gardens, and flowers, and good earth that makes things grow. The Pearl S. Buck House graces the 68-acre property of Green Hills Farm. Can't you imagine yourself there? Thank you, dear Anna.
I like grosbeaks! A lot. I like notecards and stamps that match. I'll bet you do too. I buy grosbeak bird seed. I figure they will come if I buy, and they do. The little dun rose-kissed birds blend in especially well with the fences. It saves them from the hawk that stalks my feeder. These are beautiful, Anna. I hope I might find something equally as special for you some day soon.
I get such good mail and still feel like I'm showing off when I do a show and tell. It's as if I'm saying, "Look what I got!" Wait. I guess that's what I'm doing now, huh? But not in an ugly way! I will stop while I'm still ahead.
This little sketch is about making a bee line to friendship. "Of all the good things we can choose to be, let us choose to be a good friend."
I made this envelope last year from a 2009 ad. Oh, what I wouldn't give to be so talented and skilled!
A spoon sticker from Flow puts on a good show as an address label. I wrote a single letter last night. I couldn't sleep. My pen was heavy. Again. So I wrote. And I'm sorry to say . . . I did not make it to the post office one more day. The good Earth, good friends, and lovely mail makes me want to try again. Tomorrow.