Are you Ready
Yes, the time has come, I’ve put if off, but now need to focus on getting a few more cards done. We had such a gorgeous fall, that I simply couldn’t get into the ho ho ho mood. Now, whether I want to or not, I know that I must meet my deadlines.
After all, people want to prepare, and if cards are being sent abroad, even out of country i.e. the States, there are deadlines for the items you send to get there on time.
I was taken aback the other day, I sent my sister a handmade card, she is in California, Canadian postage to the States is $1.20 for a single card of standard size. I thought that was what I was sending, however, there is a rule, that the card must pass though a certain size of slot to go at that price, and if it doesn’t the price more than doubles. What a whopping surprise that was.
Now I understood why customers look for cards that are not built out, or designed in a way that they impeded machine sorting at the postal service. Explains why card companies have resorted to thinner card stock… not always producing a quality (in my opinion) product.
For the creative person who makes their own cards, we are faced with a poorer quality of card stock being offered. Didn’t understand at first why the better card stocks were being reduced in price in some merchandise outlets. Now the light bulb goes on, because the consumer is wanting to build a lighter card, so that their clients will want the cards, because they will cost less in postage.
Wow is the postal system the “scrooge” machines don’t have warm fuzzy feelings, they just mechanically move the product along. It rips, it tears so what, unless a human catches it……..end result you receive a really battered product.
Hmmmmm….
It is Friday, you bet! Holler and Shout, jump and Pounce, Saturday is on it’s way.
Good morning,
Sometimes, you decide to cut out a hexagon. You have an idea. But before you can really get carried away, your creative self goes to work… and yes, you do hexagons, but this is what you end up with.
Some times when we are travelling full speed down a Provincial highway, we admire the beauty along the sides of the road. Same is true when we are on secondary roads. My mind will pick up on a detail, that later brings me to another storyline.
Being a Taoist, for me landscaping was all about bringing nature to my property so that it would as closely resemble natural growth, Susan shared that passion, when I bought a home with a double lot, she said, I’m going to get more land too. She moved to a place where she had the kind of lot that she could build on. We were off to the races, every week-end we toured miles of countryside looking for landscaping places that would offer us plants that were not the standard backyard fare.
When I remarried in the late 90’s, we didn’t get to spend the time together that we did before, but anytime we did meet up, we picked up just where we left off. That was the kind of relationship we had. The bond we had created when we were younger, held like glue. The years passed, friends in our lives changed, but still, we knew each other like one hand knows the other.
She is gone now, at least the human form is no longer here. But her presence, the secrets we shared, the long evenings of simply “being” in the same space, discovering our “selves”.. that will always be.
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