I love writing and receiving letters. I participate in a few websites that I get mail from: Swap-bot and Post-crossing. It's lovely to get mail from random people across the world, but I love it even more to get a handwritten letter from a dear friend, an aunt or my mom or grandmother. I have felt closer to my deceased grandparents on my mothers side through writing letters too. I know that they wrote many letters and I know from one of my older cousins that when my grandmother wrote on a card she would start on the right hand side and then when that was filled would move to the left hand side of the card. It may be an inconsequential little thing for some people, but to learn this little habit of hers made me feel so close to the grandmother I never knew.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
I just received a letter from my aunt today. It was on a card with a painting of a ranunculus. It's a horrid name for one of the most beautiful flowers, in my opinion. When I lived in France they were my favorite flowers to buy at the market. Gorgeous and colorful--- and most of the time only two or three euros.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
This article about inmates working with retired racehorses touched very close to my heart.
As an undergraduate I participated in a reading conversation group sponsored by my university at a nearby medium security prison. My time working with the inmates taught me so much and opened my eyes to a completely different sphere of society than the one that I grew up in. I would love to participate in a similar program again. Combining that experience with my love for horses sounds ideal. Second Chance Farm looks like an amazing place.
And I just found this great "Horsey" bike by Eungi Kim from Korea this morning.