It was only a matter of time. The dogs and dragons. The calendars and alphabets. The tiny pictures so easily replicable and all that confident ink. Soon, I thought in March. Soon I will give into my temptations and become a stamp collector. It is inevitable. I caved a few days ago.
There was a moment as I played with these two, rolling the rubber carefully to avoid the edges, and this must be what people mean by stamp collecting. It’s much cooler than postage stamps.
It’s not what they mean. People do indeed collect postage stamps, meanwhile I can’t remember which drawer mine are sleeping in [top drawer by the scissors, found ’em]. I’ll need those soon, of course. For ?? my correspondence ?? and for the letterhead, for the passionate red stamping I must do.
This is for my correspondence.
the dog faces the dragon.
it’s just like you to get close, then retreat.
it’s just like me to chase, then vanish.
There’s more you can do with stamps than I thought. It’ll be fun to explore this new media and to add something a little extra to my letters.
Cheers,
Eva