On a Sunday afternoon as it rained, I sat indoors and collaged, and it proved the best possible solace to a frenetic and excitable week previous. Upon individual postcard and in a little book of postcard views in single-colour, the time passed more quickly than I’d hoped it would.
{I had always wished to do what was right though it never seemed as such.}
{It appeared before me now, more beautiful than ever.}
(Shona sent this original postcard to me. Thank you, S.)
{Thou should not vex a stranger.}
{All secure, really.}
(Marieke sent this original postcard to me. Thank you, M.)
(This past week, be it due to being particularly busy or otherwise I have been at a loss for words and images to share in this space. I suddenly found myself feeling very shy. Does that ever happen to you?)
