This month marks the final mailing of the Benevolent Postcard Society, the close of an entire year of postcards exchanged. For my last postcard, I decided to showcase the complete collection of cards I've received (minus the one - hooray! - that just arrived two days ago), thereby creating . . . a meta-postcard?
Seeing the postcards together highlights their varied styles and the multitude of places they represent. It also reminds me of the simple, tactile pleasure of real mail.
For the back, I chose Byron's excellent observation about the pleasures of letter writing. The postcard is making its way (later in the month than usual - sorry, John!) to the U.K.
Next, Lori, the inspired and hardworking force behind BPS, will be collecting postcards from us to scan for a book about the project. I'll definitely order a copy.
I've been thinking for a while now that I'd like to get into the habit of sending handwritten notes and cards to friends. I love receiving such mail myself, and I adore the accoutrements of letter writing: stylish stationery, fine pens, distinctive stamps. (I also adore the word accoutrements.) However, I tend to balk at starting personal letters because I feel compelled to write a lot given that it's usually been a while (years?) since my last missive. Participating in BPS has reminded me that even a brief note delivers considerable joy.