Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Oh, for the love of pickles.

The back of an envelope that I recently sent.

Also, I juuuuuuuuust started making mini notebooks, and I am SO in LOVE with them.

Of course I made one with pickles, what kind of a girl do you think I am?
More notebooks will be coming soon!
But for now, you can see them here -

And you can find them without pickles over here -

But I don't know what you're doing with your life if you need things that aren't covered in pickles.  :)

Monday, February 18, 2013

a love letter to ink

The Goulets - over at
are having a contest revolving around love letters.

I've got a weakness for love letters, and so I entered.
Basically, you just had to explain what it is that you love about fountain pens, or paper, or something else related to the use of fountain pens.

Here's the contest:

Anyway, here's what I sent in.

Of course, I continued on to the back.

And I packaged it prettily.

Recognize the block print? It's my own  stationery.

And, because we are all so starved for photographs of mail (haha, I KNOW, that's all I look at in the blog world!)
they've even posted a picture of their entries so far.

Mine isn't there yet, which is good, because it would have upset the balance of that very nice photograph.

Dear Ink,
I love you.

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

circus owl

I'm pretty sure his talons would puncture a ball like that.
But he can fly, so at least he won't have any bruises.

Filed under: more unexpected mail art.

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

baby valentine and Taco Tuesday!

I sent my nephew a valentine.
Couldn't help myself.
He's cute.
He isn't even one year old yet.

  So I sent him a whale.

Origami's not really my strong suit, but I thought it came out pretty well.

And the envelope has to match, of course.
I thought I'd warn him about conversation hearts early.  There really is much better candy out there.

You'll note that Taco said hi.
Well, speaking of Taco...
It's Taco Tuesday!
He got in a lot of trouble today, and learned some important lessons regarding the proper placement of poop (keep it in the litter box, thankyouverymuch)
that abandoned crocheting projects are, in fact, NOT edible.

Now, of course, he's feet-everywhere-tired.