... and this week I love Sunday more than usual, because I get to hang out in one of my favourite places and hopefully write some letters.
My good friends Chris and Sally have a little place in town that is sort of a gallery, sort of a cafe, but neither 'officially'. Really, it is a community space. They always open it on Saturdays. Last Sunday, I ran it for them for a few hours because there was a special weekend of events in Yass so it made sense to keep the cafe/gallery open. I had such a good time that I have offered to do it every Sunday between now and Christmas.
It's a very relaxing place to spend a few hours on a Sunday. I'm not expecting loads of people to arrive demanding coffees, so I'm going to take a big basketful of letter-writing supplies and set up on one of the tables to write letters in between coffee and chats.
I can't think of a better way to pass a lazy Sunday...
Oh, and I found this great post about how postcards originated. Thought you might be interested.
Love from Kaz
stumbled across your blog randomly and i could not resist your name. 'kaz' is the abbreviation i use for my way-too-long polish last name!
ReplyDeleteWell, from one Kaz to another, 'Welcome'.
ReplyDeleteGood to know it is going to be open on Sundays for a while, Chris makes good coffee.
ReplyDeleteI hope you got my letter. Not that I'm rushing a reply I'm just nervous that it didn't make it. It has a yellow envelope and probably post marked in early October. Just wondering if it made it!
ReplyDeleteNeat bit about postcard!
Jo, it'll be making the coffees on Sundays... but I learnt from the master. :-)
ReplyDeleteRachel - yes, your letter arrived. It was great, thank-you. I am further behind than I would like to be on my replies but be assured I will write back soon!
Whew, no rush in response! I'm still in awe at how the postal service can deliver mail thousands of miles away and for a meer dollar.
ReplyDeleteI agree. That is totally amazing.
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