SKS Visits the Trees of Mystery

In somewhat of a postal service miracle, the four postcards that Sara sent commemorating her visit to the Trees of Mystery arrived on the same day.

I visited the Trees of Mystery in 2019, but Sara, living a few hours south, finally made her way north to this wonderful site. (To be fair, there was a pandemic in the middle that jumbled things up.)

In this card, Sara points out the vintage cars in the lot and hazards a guess that this photo is from 1978 or 1982.

Sara said that her family enjoyed brunch at the Forest Café, and that it was a “unique dining experience” as the postcard promises.

Sara was traveling with her niblings, who she calls niblets.

Sara reports that Dr. Summer Sara is balancing some work and play and that she was glad the Trees of Mystery was part of that play.

Postcard from the Camino Trail

Guess where Laurie and Burt are?

Laurie said that it’s got a real European vibe.

And then she wrote probably the most delightful thing I’ve read on a postcard: The walk into town was a real bummer–the outskirts include an airport and an industrial area with a Pepsi plant and a big Firestone tires outfit. In general, it looked like a cross between 82nd and Columbia Boulevard. For miles. At the end of a long walking day.

I’ve not been to Burgos, but I had a very clear picture of the approach.

Cute postage, too.

Postcards from Arizona and Yachats

This one I didn’t spin the correct way, but it’s from friend Kelly who reports from Tucson that Southern Arizona is beautiful and hot and tried to kill her twice.

This Yachats postcard made it to me without a postmark! Sara reports that she and Shawn came to Yachats to tidy up Shawn’s grandfather’s grave. She also enjoyed a fish shop called Luna Sea.

Sara reports that this postcard was from a local shop that was full of fun items. They also had a banned books table, so Sara bought this postcard and a banned book.

The postmark for this postcard is Portland Oregon. So postcards from the Oregon coat must travel to Portland to be processed.

Postcard from the Adams National Historic Park

Sharon writes that she has been in this library many times, and she marveled that one family could collect so many books.

I have not been to the Adams National Historic Park even though I lived not far from it for several years, and even used to take the train to Quincy to watch movies. I give my time in Massachusetts a C for visiting all the historical sites.

Anyway, fun card from Sharon.