BRONWYN sent me this shockingly fabulous bundle all the way from Johannesburg, South Africa. I sat at my kitchen table and started to read. Other peoples’ lives are endlessly fascinating. All of the day to day pieces that, when stitched together, form a whole different life. Different from mine. Journals or mailart, it’s all the same. I love getting that glimpse into someone else’s world. Each person like a different foreign country.
You know what? She sent me DIRT from her garden. And more than that! Sand from Scarborough, a beach near Cape Town. But wait! That’s not all! Tiny black volcanic shards from the top of Mt. Kilimanjaro where her husband climbed some months back. And finally…seeds from the coral tree which are called lucky beans because according to African tradition they bring good luck. All for ME.
I love collecting evidence. And look another newspaper up above there! Oh, heart be still!
As if all that weren’t enough Bronwyn sent me this lovely little book she made of South African indiginous flowers. Some are familiar to me as we have quite a few South African and Australian plants here in Southern California that thrive in our climate, but most are not. Tonight I think I will dream about great fields of coral trees dripping with lucky beans.
Quills! I don’t know if they are from an animal or plant.
When I opened this box I was squawking like a wild chicken. How did MICHELLE know I hadn’t got a gas mask yet? Mama Moss heartily approved of this. Besides protecting against toxic spraypaint fumes I am also prepared in case of bilogical warfare. I think I’ll keep this next to the flashlight and duct tape. Safety first. Right Michelle?
Raise your hands if you know the maximum number of exclamation points allowed in one post. Honk if I’ve gone over.