I am enjoying blissful day dreams of recent sweltering summer days...cold ocean swims and bare skin nestled into warm sand or against scorching pool tiles...
This chilly, drizzly July weather is good for crafting and letter writing...shrinky dinks and postcards to far away places all happened today.
I wrote a special someone a stack of sleep-away camp letters and postcards today. Hard to believe!
I recall my father writing long letters to me in college and paper-clipping articles from the Wall Street Journal against their yellow legal pad pages. His precise, fountain pen print was unmistakable. He took the time hand-select intriguing stamps. At the time, it was a pleasure to receive mail, of any sort. But I must admit that I rarely made the time to write back to his considerate correspondence.
I get it now...I am hoping for a stack of postcards in return next week...I'll even stop by the Post Office to hand-pick some playful stamps.
And yes, there will be a care package!!! Summer camp is so...super:)
How often do you check your mail box? Do you ever get anything good anymore via snail mail?!
I read about this incentive project to encourage letter writing called Vive La Snail Mail on the Shutter Sisters site. Check it out if you're like me and LOVE to find your actual mail box full!
