Eye-Catching Plumage






Kat has been cleaning out closets and drawers it looks like, sending me images of past trips as well as newspaper clippings of photos she thinks will interest me (that do!). From top to bottom, the photos are of:

  • External and internal shots of the bakery we visited many times in Playa Potrero, Costa Rica. This woman made the best brownies the Earth has ever known.
  • An artist in Luang Prabang, Laos who made screenprinted cards, etc. We liked his jacket so much we got army surplus jackets from the market and had him custom screen them for us.
  • Me, Kat, and my older brother, in Southern Pines, NC for Thanksgiving years ago.

Getting Across the Street






Kathy is so wonderfully prolific with her postcards that I haven’t been able to keep up with posting them. Unfortunately, the USPS in Santa Cruz is peculiarly disinterested in canceling stamps, so I really have no idea when she actually sent these to me. It makes naming image files hard, but other than that I realize it’s a great problem to have.

Missing SE Asia…

Looking for the Perfect Fern




I am totally enamored with this color palette, and the pattern on the envelope.  What a lovely thing to find in my mailbox!  Doubly wonderful, because just the day before I had made a mental note to contact McC for her new address.  Mind reader.

This message put an image of an idealized bathroom in my mind: everything in white, with shiny little octagonal tiles on the floor, light streaming in through floor to ceiling windows (above the internal shutters or wooden blinds that go half way up for privacy), a huge claw-foot tub in the middle with plenty of space around it, and a perfect fern… either in a giant pot on the floor or on a plant stand near the tub.  There would have to be other furniture and amenities of course, but those are the important details in my mental image.  Those and a huge fluffy white towel.

I may be starved for a relaxing bath.

McC, I hope you’ve found your fern.

Tequila from the Barrel


I’m actually not sure that this counts as International, since it’s a service that does print/mail fulfillment, and it’s likely a domestic company. I’m marking this as Domestic AND as International. I suppose to could do the research on what’s really happening here, but it’s too late for that tonight, and she did “send” it from Mexico.

I’ve never had tequila from the barrel. The idea of it blows my mind a little.. I must try this.

Hi




Skott is a great friend, despite his disinterest in actually sending character based communication via post. Ha! He’s been sending a ton of postcards lately, actually, I really can’t keep up. Look at that monkey! So weird/cute! And check out the olde timey letter box. I wish my mailbox was so fanciful – the one where I receive mail or the big blue box where I generally drop my postcards. Way to get thematic, Skott!

The Merits of Losing a Friendship


The Sulque really does have one of the best iPods I’ve ever encountered. Such variety and taste. Sigh.

I woke to Unhappy Birthday by The Smiths on my CD alarm clock this morning (track 7… no wonder I was late for work). An appropriate start to this postcard’s day in the sun, so to speak.