I read a depressing blog post

…about how no one is sending cards or letters any longer.  There are many reasons, of course: too lazy, waste of paper, not having anything to say, the speed of technology.

I knew this, really. But I still find it depressing. I LOVE getting real mail– and I often put the cards in one of my wooden holders to display for a while. Every time I walk by, I think of my friend and smile. Can’t do that on a phone.

I’ll keep making mine if only for me. But I am filled with joy when someone else finds my work appealing and buys something. So validating. And I like to think the cards and prints make this world a better place :)

Poetry and Nature

The world is too much with us, said William Wordsworth. Some days this poem resonates clearly, as depressing as it is.

But recognizing this, I can soon muddle around in the emotions and come out the other side. I don’t need to stay there. And, as Wordsworth found, getting outside in nature helps. The sun on my face, the crisp air.

Focus on this day, this moment. It gets better.

 

Howling


If you’re like me, you try to hold everything together. Were you raised like I was with the saying, “If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all?”

I’ve discovered the last few years I need to stop being a stoic. When a friend of mine at camp mentioned her father’s favorite line, I asked if I could print it. The card now sits in one of my wooden stands on my mantel where it reminds me that it’s ok to cry, to be unhappy, or yes, to howl.

Once the emotions pour out, I am a new woman.

The Older I Get

…the less I sleep

…the more I worry

…and the more aches appear

But I haven’t stopped loving to learn.

The thing about letterpress printing is each time I ink up the press, I have something I need to figure out. Maybe it’s the paper. Is the ink too cold? What about the packing? Is that metal letter chipped? Why is it printing more on one side than the other?

At first, I feel frustration rising. And then I remind myself: you got this. I take some time and figure out what the problem is, and then…. Ta da! I love the feeling of success, too! I wish I’d discovered this early in my life. But I’m going to enjoy the time I have left with it.

Before the arthritis kicks in too much. #gettingoldhurts