I am traditionally modern? An old-fashioned liberal? Not sure what you call my kind. I’ve never been a fan of labels, so whatever you call it.
I love traditions, and the old fashioned way of doing somethings, but do I find technology helpful? – YES, do I enjoy using the washing machine?-YES, do I find ease in the accessibility of knowledge? -YES, thanks google.
BUT, I love the way an old book smells and feels. You will never catch me reading on a kindle. I just can’t get into it. I love receiving letters and cards ( more so cards, because no one writes anymore). I feel like the art of writing letters is slowly dying. The fancy paper, the pretty seals, stickers, cursive. Hell, they don’t even teach cursive anymore.
Stamps!! Don’t get me started on stamps. I think they are like mini masterpieces. Tiny little history lessons barely an inch in length. I adore them. I have a pretty cute stash of cancelled stamps. I have always been drawn to them. I remember the first time I found some at a garage sale growing up… they were lovely, from other countries and already used, but carefully steamed off the envelopes. Some contained post marks. I took them and paid the man and I recall dumping the small glassine envelope out on the table and sorting them for hours.
I think one of my favorite things about my Poppy was his stamp collection. He was religious about it. Reading up on the Post Office digest, getting the special releases, every time a new set came out, it meant a trip to the post office and the Village Variety. Another one of my favorite spots in town growing up.
Last spring I found a bag of old letters at a “junk” shop. I bought them and proceeded to read them all. It was incredible. The man was at boot camp, these dated back to pre-WWII. She writes to him. They ask of health, talk of holidays, etc. I wish I knew the end of the story. I felt kind of rude reading these private letters, but someone saved them and cherished them. I convinced myself they would be happy someone enjoyed them.
The bag was also filled with other letters from various people and a little book and clippings from papers and such. I adore this bag of stuff.
I want to write letters and receive letters, love letters. I’m sentimental that way. I love saving the cards I have received from my hunny over the years. I hope someday, my great-grandkids break them out and read them. By then they won’t even know what writing is.
Journals have become Facebook. Paper books have become Kindles. Photo albums have become Instagram. Don’t get me wrong, I love my modern life. And the advances we have made, but there is a part of my heart that wishes we could go back to simpler times…but with dishwashers and internet.
What traditions do you still enjoy??
P.S. – Anyone who comments will be entered to win a package of vintage paper ephemera and a letter from me! I will include some really lovely goodies from my stash, which you can use in art projects, or letters of your own. BTW, you have a really good chance of winning, because not many people read this blog. LOL
I will choose a random reader and announce the winner here next Friday, June 2nd!