Thankful.

{A crowd of onlookers, a diligence of messengers, and a string of horses too.}

{A collection of objects, a collage from my new zine A vagary of impediments & a sneak of weasels.}

It is common knowledge that what goes up comes down and what goes out comes in but some days, some days it is especially good to be reminded so. I head to the Post Office with a sack full of parcels to send, and post arrives from Belgium and Canada, from Frips and Nathalie.

Zines and cards sent out into the world seem to materialise into treasure from far away lands, and I could not be more grateful.

{Thank you Frips (fripsmailart).}

{A lucky win. Thank you Nathalie (nathalie et cetera).}