We flew home last night from paradise, er, Florida. I don't mean to brag, but it was a really nice vacation. I went to a beach yoga class, and I swear I could feel the earth spinning as I laid on it. During a salutation to the sun, when I was looking up at the sky, I felt pretty sure that it was bliss. If this life finds you in Siesta Key, I highly recommend that class. As I type, they are wrapping up the Wednesday class, and I sure wish I was there stretching and listening to the waves and the pelicans.
I'm back in Brooklyn today, after arriving home last night to a mailbox that was full of not just one but six hand written notes. People, that made my day! A note from my uncle, a student, a customer, a friend, a new pen-pal, a new baby about to be born.....it was a fabulous welcome home. Check out these amazing vintage stamps that came on one of them:
I'm still going strong with the Month of Mail challenge, and will get my replies out to all of those letters this weekend. I sent out a big handful of postcards from Florida, and at least half of all of them were to my Grandma.