A couple months after I had retired, I was having breakfast with my gal Yina at Bertie Lou's Cafe in Sellwood. While sitting there waiting for our breakfast, I noticed a wicker basket leaning up against the window. I pulled it over and looked inside, finding it chock-full of postcards.
I loved perusing and reading each and every one. Years and years of places and places; each one sending greetings and brief delightful thoughts, some generic and some personal. It was a treat (better than breakfast) to read them all. It was a glimpse into someone's life~a better time.
When my friends and family go off to far away lands or on a fun adventure, I always try to ask them to send me a postcard. And when I receive it, my heart is giddy, because for one small brief moment....I am there with them.
Guests around my coffee table and I thank you for sharing your travels with us!
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yeah, looking at travel postcards is good because you'd feel like you've gone to those places as well (even though you're just sitting at the couch or staying at a coffee shop). Beautiful moments captured can also be transformed into these stunning cards like a simple photo or a friend's work of art.
ReplyDeleteI LOVE BERTIE LOUS!!!!! i was jsut there last friday for breakfast!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun way to be part of someone's travels -- and you end up with a momento! Post cards are such a thing of the past with Facebook, blogs, e-mail, etc. Happy to know that you still enjoy receiving a piece of actual mail!
ReplyDeleteyo mami i wanna see sum mo blog postz
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