Like A Pot of Gold

I love keeping letters and cards that I have received and even more than that, I love finding them once more after a time has passed and for the words and sentiments to mean either the same as they once did or for them to have changed as I have over the years. Sometimes the joy of looking forward is found only after you have looked back. It may be just a simple glance and yet this reflecting brings us to a whole new place, no? 

This is my my new 'HOPE' jar, it says 'Thank You' on the front. I'm gonna add a note to this jar each time good things happen and then I'll store them up for those cold, hard days when I need to be reminded that good things happen often. Little love letters that I will read over and over and over and over and over again ... 

My first love letter for the jar: Last night my hubby came home with flowers for me. They perfectly complimented the mood of my painting (see below) and remind me of a happy, happy time we spent somewhere hot and exotic some years back where our only worry was gathering momentum to move from our loungers to take a cool dip in the pool!    

Remembering my p's and q's

I always enjoyed observing my Grandma Peppermint going about writing her letters of thanks to friends who had entertained her, those with whom she may have lunched with or whom would have sent her gifts in the post, always exquisitely and precisely wrapped. I loved the ritual of her explaining the necessary and relevant etiquette for these complex and differing scenarios .... it is truly a lost art! So, without further ado here is a hand made (traditionally there's extra kudos for the hand made I believe!) and much belated thank you card that I am sending to an old friend whom I have been re-acquainted with this year and to whom I have not expressed enough thanks! Apologies Grandma Peppermint, I promise that I will advance in this area!!!