The dashboard tells me I haven't written in ten days.

I'm taking this as confirmation that we are in some kind of 'time slippage' situation. Which if you care to look it up on the inter webs, you might find others who think this is a real thing.

For now I will just accept it as a truth, and apologize for my tardiness....

I have been stacking wood, cleaning house, cooking, re-evaluating practically everything...

(So what is new about that last one? You have a terminal case of re-evaluating. I'm not impressed by your stating the obvious.)

I stipulate that this is a fact in the case.

(Who says you are on trial?)

YOU do. ALL the time!

(Very well, that means you need to stand when I enter the room.)

Don't get too big for your robes. I'm the one writing the words around here.

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See?

Anyway, I have been enduring the high summer days as best I can. My hardest time of the year. But I DO have a pleasant distraction in the form of Postcrossing, which is beginning to take off as I send out more cards.

Here are some that I have sent out recently, to places like Germany, the Netherlands, places in the U.S., Switzerland, and Russia.

This is what they look like on the back, generally:

The point being, that each card is a little art project, which suits me just fine. The opportunity comes to make two or three or even four in a week, which is a nice pace.

Since I make a lot of the cards myself with various things around my house, that also is a creative outlet.

The owl one is a book of postcards that are coloring ones. I wasn't prepared to color the whole thing, so I used these pens I have that are Gelly Roll 'Glaze' pens that are actually a kind of waterproof 'paint' that leaves a raised texture on the paper. I love them! Very useful for my purposes here. I write the HELLO on each card with them.

(You do realize you are a fully grown .... some might say overgrown... woman. This is Jr. High level glee. It's kind of embarrassing. Do you understand, I'm embarrassed for you?)

Ah, that's a pity to waste your oh so precious energies. Because I don't give a flying fig about that. I am deeply in touch with my inner child these days. It's the attribute that is keeping me sane. So don't waste your pixels on trying to shame me. It won't work.

The Force is strong with this one....