On the subject of writing.
Imagine how difficult it was to write lettershundreds of year ago.
Not to mention a daily journal.
Paper was handmade, pens were feathers with a sharpened edges.
Ink was made from ash & water or pigments from plants.
Letters traveling distances and upon arrival,
a recipient rejoiced.
A letter was an event.
***
Today I brought up my computer.
Checked email that I missed when I looked at my
Black-Berry in the night.
Conveniences.
How many letters would we write if we had
to make our own pens and papers?
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Larry is out of town today.
My morning will be devoted to
canvas & pigment.
So many promises.
So many tomorrows.
Love you.
Me
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