So, the other day my mail carrier met my two dogs. They impressed her with their behavior, and if you know them you know this means they were having a really great 60-90 seconds, and so now she usually leaves them milkbones in the mail. At first I thought she just did it the next day, but now, its been nearly three weeks and the puppies get treat mail everyday!
While I always mean to take my camera to the mailbox and get a picture of the mail inside it, I have yet to remember to do that, so here is a typical view of our mail sitting around on the kitchen table.
Friday, August 27, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Perfectly aligned

PS - Dont worry Lynn, my backlog of cards are on their way and this communication glut is ending.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Under the surface
Have you ever noticed how much of your daily life is happening under the surface? Maybe its just me, but often the thoughts that I'm consumed with aren't what you'd guess. In this card, Jessica's drawing makes me think of that with the pattern and detail she's put underground. On the back she wrote about really wanting to move, but assured me she hadn't done anything yet. I'm really not sure the drawing was meant to be about the thinking or life beneath the exterior, or was connected to her desire to move. I like this little metaphor I created looking at it, but I also like the layers of the earths crust she drew. The simple black and white ink amazed me again!
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Onwards
Makes me wish you could come visit Ghana Lynn! I promise there will be adventures and fun in store!
She also referenced my plan of the moment which was to migrate to Afghanistan. Generously, she said that her recent travels helped her to understand why I might opt to do so. Since even now I think my plan to move to a war zone was, in hearts of hearts, not sane in the least, I have a feeling that it took more than a little empathy for her to support my wayward soul no matter what. Up and down and all around we go but there is nothing like a friend to make us feel like we have the strength to carry on. Llamas.
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