Category: Mail

Tara my boss sent this to me.  They visit family on Long Island every summer, and on this trip they went to the Empire State Building. After that, they walked through the West Village looking for Taylor Swift (one of her daughters is a fan) but no luck.

This is from regular commenter Jan who observes “I’m not totally sure what ‘she’ is going to get but it sort of looks like she wants it.”

This is from Cindy, she of the fabulous wedding last summer. It’s from Great Basin National Park and Cindy said no one was there.  However in Zion National Park, everyone in the world was there. 

 Keep that in mind when planning your next summer vacation.

These are from H., who is luring me to Kansas.  Here are some Oregon Trail immigrants, which is fitting since those immigrants likely started their trip in Missouri, not far from where I am visiting.  So I’m doing the reverse commute.  But in an airplane, not a covered wagon.  I don’t have THAT much vacation time.

And here is one of the sights at Fort Leavenworth that I might get to see.

But via Illinois!  This was sent by Heather, who recently visited Metropolis and is enticing me out to…

This place!

Where I will be visiting very soon.

And here we have #6 of 17, the Sears Tower in Chicago.

Didn’t they change the name?

Postcard # 5 of 17 has arrived.  It is yet another view of Biltmore Estates.

and Virginia, and Virginia, and Virginia, and Virginia, and Virginia, and Virginia, and Virginia, and Virginia, and Virginia, and Virginia, and Virginia, and Virginia, and Virginia, and Virginia.

That’s right. Regular commenter Sara cleaned out her stash and I got a long letter of 17 postcards.  15 arrived today.  Only #5 and #6 are missing.  When will they show?  I’m pretty sure this is one of the reasons why my regular postal carrier knows me. Who else has such fun mail?

Colonial Williamsburg

Governor’s Place at Colonial Willamsburg.

Covered bridge.

Kentuck Knob, Frank Lloyd Wright house.

St. Clement’s Church in Philadelphia.

More Kentuck Knob.

Here, I’ll translate for you:  The Conciergerie.

Summer evenings at the Biltmore House

Franciscan Monastery of the Holy Lady in Washington DC

This is not translated.  But I bet you know what it is.  

Another of our friend St. Clement’s church.

West View of Biltmore House, but in the fall.

It’s a Portland church!

An interior of the Franciscan Monastery of the Holy Land.

And here’s the largest private office building in the world.

Whenever I get around to updating my postcard display, someone is going to dominate an entire row.  Which, knowing that someone, was part of her plan.

This lovely painting of Minsk City Hall is from Catherine, who loves metal music and went to a folk festival yesterday. 

Aside from the fact that this is a Christian Church, I can’t tell much about this postcard and the descriptors on the back are all in Chinese. 

Look at these stamps!  (Placed in the lower left-hand corner.  The address was on the left side too.)

My observation of the many postcards I’ve received from countries with character-type (as opposed to letter-type) languages is that the handwriting is beautiful, not at all like the scrawl that comes out the the US and Europe.  I wonder if languages with characters require a greater attention to detail?

One postcrosser even wrote in her profile a plea to please write neatly.  

Someone has been having fun cleaning out their stash in preparation for a move and someone else has been enjoying said someone’s largess.

Regular commenter Sara tells me that she and semi-regular commenter Shawn enjoyed how this couple demonstrates the changing nature of fashion and shape.

Indeed, S&S, indeed.