But not necessarily in that order. It's all about the Ls today, but especially about letters, and the things that make letters special. Although there are 30 drafts waiting to be finished or posted, todays mail deserves top billing. I mean look at my box! For a split second I thought I had the wrong key. It's funny how mail shows up the day after I check, the day JC checks after I've checked, and on days when I'm at my lowest. like today. Feels like I'm coming down with a cold, or I've had too much sun. But just las neither snow nor rain or sleet . . . And now the USPS delivers on Sundays. Therefore, I cannot let heat . . . Seriously? I'm an a/c baby from way back. I don't do heat well. Had to trek to the pharmacy for a necessary refill, otherwise it would have waited until tomorrow. But, as I was saying, I opened my box and went, "Wow!" A patron heading my way jerked his head up and gave me a funny look. I just laughed, and posed my lovely mail for this shot. In all fairness I confess that one letter is a "return to sender." Do you ever notice the wee mail carrier in the back when I take and post pictures of my mail? No? I can't help but notice, obviously, and he's been there since day one. He wears winter gear and a cap with ear muffs year round; he's always bending just a little to lift or load a box. He's become my letter box guardian.
Here's a better view. Notice how he's lifting correctly? No pulled back muscles for this guy.
Silver on black. Heigh ho, silver, stay! Wow, Randall. You've got it going on. Sorry for the glare. The photo was taken in the car. I tell you, this Texas sun can bleach a dark night sky, hence, "The stars at night are big and bright . . ." That doesn't defend my statement quite as well as it sounded in my head. Well, maybe, since the stars here are as bright as sunlight. And you've heard of Pecos Bill too, right? Plus, the mail was inside my bag, inside the Honda, on the shady side of the post office. Which reminds me: It's so hot the birds are bathing in the sprinkler. They're all puffed up with their wing and tail feathers splayed too. Temperatures topped at 105 in parts hereabout today, and August is still half a month away. See why it's great letter-writing weather?
Okay, I've done the letter part. Now's the lapis part. I do like lapis!
From top, to middle, to bottom right? Lapis, tourmaline, and sapphire. I'm in love with sapphire! Well, not "love" love. I'm talking about the emotion that surpasses a strong "like."
Aren't these three perfect matches for the prettiest paper on my drawing table? It looks like a mile of paper! All that's missing is gold. I've got that too though. Just you wait and see what's up my sleeve. Something wickedly fun this way comes.
And then there's lavender!
. . . to be continued.