My father loved getting postcards from me when I was traveling (snail mail is right – they often got to him after I was already home), and I miss that ritual so much now that he is gone. I love the sentiment that you wrote to your parents.
IMHO sending postcards is all part of the adventure of traveling and/or communicating. The photos are usually better than those taken with ordinary equipment – if nothing else but the exceptional spots in which they were taken -. Also, whisking a handwritten note off to someone to discover in the snail mail is a delightful surprise to that person and marking one’s self in that moment in time is somehow more significant than a ‘selfie’.
The sentiment is so my family – Ma was an artist (a fine artist who made a career of her art in advertising back when women didn’t have ‘careers’) and of course, Dad, the pro-Jazzman. Hence the references to ‘color and harmony’.
Gorgeous card and lovely sentiment. 🙂
Hey, Nikki, hope your technical difficulties are getting resolved! I do appreciate your comment.
Laura, what a lovely post – and a lovely blog. Your presence is so full of heart. Blessings
How sweet of you to say…thank you for stopping by.
Well that’s a lovely post!
Thanks for stopping by, Jane. Love your hooper photos!
What a beautiful quote, Laura. I hope it in turns inspires you, as you were inspired to send it. 🙂
Yes it does.
Extrapolated further: rainbows are God’s Promise so music is all entwined in His love and peace and caring…
My father loved getting postcards from me when I was traveling (snail mail is right – they often got to him after I was already home), and I miss that ritual so much now that he is gone. I love the sentiment that you wrote to your parents.
IMHO sending postcards is all part of the adventure of traveling and/or communicating. The photos are usually better than those taken with ordinary equipment – if nothing else but the exceptional spots in which they were taken -. Also, whisking a handwritten note off to someone to discover in the snail mail is a delightful surprise to that person and marking one’s self in that moment in time is somehow more significant than a ‘selfie’.
The sentiment is so my family – Ma was an artist (a fine artist who made a career of her art in advertising back when women didn’t have ‘careers’) and of course, Dad, the pro-Jazzman. Hence the references to ‘color and harmony’.