I have just finished browsing through an on-line stationary shop's catalog. It is a guilty pleasure of mine.
I love fine paper. I guess this appreciation began when, as a girl of 9 or 10 years, my grandmother gifted me with a monogrammed box of Crane stationary. The fold-over notes and the letter paper where a pale blue color and my monogram appeared in silver. It was a very grown up kind of gift and I thought it was the best gift ever.
I love the written word. I enjoy writing notes and sending them off to people. It is such an easy way to brighten up someone's day, just letting them know you are thinking of them, that you appreciate them. Who doesn't thrive on acknowledgement?
I enjoy the fine art of letter writing. It is a dying art as everything is electronic in nature now. I don't care. I continue on with my shopping for beautiful paper.
What a satisfying hobby.
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As am armchair geneologist, the internet has proven invaluable. But, in other ways, the internet spells doom and gloom for us seekers of the past.
We no longer write those beautiful soulful letters on paper. I have just resigned myself to printing out some of my posts to keep in a notebook for my great great great grandchildren and hope the paper can survive the trip.
I do too!!! I have a link to one of the cool paper/stationary sites on my site... I go and browse and think about all the garden parties, tea parties and cocktail parties I could hold JUST so I could buy neat paper. All the ritzy notes I'd write on my personal stationary... all the adorable little birthday cards I'd send out to 100 neices and nephews...
then reality hits me. LOL. I have 6 nephews - 2 of which are adults. And I never find the 'time' to hold those garden parties.
and... I make most of my own cards anyway! Bah ha ha.
I still buy cool paper and cards anyway and tuck it up above my kitchen cupboards for 'some day'.
Oh Karen...I have such a paper fetish also. Love making my own cards, but wish I had more time to practice calligraphy.
I got mine when I was a production manager for a printing company (a few life-times ago).
There is nothing better than fine paper and a finer letter to write on it. I save my Christmas cards in a bundle every year and pick one sendee a week to sit down to write an actual letter, mailed with actual stamps. It's my little homage to the dying art.
I hand write all my thank you notes, too. And sometimes think I'm the only one who ever sends them. Saying thank you has become a bit of a lost and dying art in its own right.
Jennifer
Open Book
You would love this little shop in Florence, Italy. The papers were a bit pricey but they were handmade and absolutely to die for.
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