The Art of the Card


The Handwritten Card — A Lost Art

I received a handwritten card recently from a new friend and member of the Meetup group, Boutique Ladies. I can’t think of the last time I’ve received such a sweet surprise. With the advent of emails and smart phones, few of us take time out of their busy lives to sit down and write. Don’t get me wrong, I am delighted when I receive an email or text from someone just checking in to see how I am or just to say hello. But a note is magical.

I imagine her sitting in a quiet place — perhaps her dining table or a side table with a fringed lamp and a bouquet of anemones perched on a white lace cloth. I imagine a fountain pen. The scene unfolds before me as out of an Edwardian novel — a slower pace when ladies had time, and indeed it was one of their duties to correspond.

Our lives have become so filled with hubris. We are in a constant state of motion. I think I’d like to slow down a bit, perhaps pick up a fountain pen and some fine paper . . . or a card?

Shoe Mania 70% Price Reduction – February 15th – 27th

Periods of great excitement, euphoria, delusions, and over activity. An excessive enthusiasm or desire; an obsession
  1. Plural noun: manias
    “She had a mania for shoes.”
    Shoe Mania
    Well I have a few obsessions myself. One is shoes, another is order. And right now I’m in shoe chaos, and feeling a need to clean it up and clear it out. Monday I’ll start setting out tubs of shoes. Each tub will be marked according to size and each shoe with its actual selling price — discounted 70%. Yes. I said tubs — more than 10 at my last count.

Nothing like bending over with your head in a large tote, tossin’ and a sortin’ your way to shoe nirvana. I get manic just thinking about it. Come join me in fulfilling my obsession while fulfilling yours.