I love mail. I love "expected" mail that delivers beyond the hoped for and unexpected mail that delivers a smile along with it.
I have both this past week. First, the unexpected mail!
This is from Joanne, who is so talented. This wonderful postcard is now sitting on my mantle.
The other was a terrific swap I have been enjoying tremendously, hosted by Relyn.
She asked us questions and matched us up with a partner for an autumn swap. The rules were to include something we made, a gently used book and other things that reflected autumn and what we thought the other might enjoy based on their blogs and any new correspondence we might develop.
Well, my swap partner was Marilyn from Delights of the Heart. I have to say that contributing this swap was like shopping for myself.
Marilyn is the Marmalady -- and like me, she loves tea. In fact, she loves it so much, she has her own tea company, named Marmalady's! And as you can see, they also have jam which was to-die-for-yummy.
My package was wonderful -- a fabulously scented candle, a snowman ornament she made, the Barefoot in Paris journal and some wonderful antique floss. Marilyn, I learned, also has an orange boy, and there was a giftie for Gypsy from Joey, his favorite toy!
But that's not where the similarities end. We learned we were reading the same book at the same time ("The Help"). We have an oldest-kid who has been to art school. When in Paris, which we both love, both Marilyn and I enjoyed the company of Tara Bradford. We're both doing art shows in November. Believe me, the similarities didn't stop there. That's just a few.
I think Relyn did a good job!
(Next time: The Wizard of Oz tag book swap!)
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