Trips are taken. Those at home are remembered fondly.
Postcards fall from mailboxes into eager hands.
The message is savored. The postage must be examined before the card is placed on display. Eventually, it is carefully tucked away with other mementos.
One day both will be treasured by a collector of such things.
The first card was mailed from Paris to Florence in March or May of 1907. It reads:
"Here I am once again in gay Paris. Wish you were with me. I arrived this morning for a few days. It is simply perfect here and everybody seems intent on enjoying themselves. Write me soon and tell me all your news. Yours (affectionately?) Mau(d?)"
It is addressed to 10 Via Garibaldi Florence Italy
The second card was sent to my daughter recently from a friend who was in Paris for her first time.
Years may go by. Styles may change. But friendship remains the same.
Amen! Postcards are such a source of smiles and can be the wonderful crazy glue that sticks friends together when seperated! It's how Francois asked me to go out on our first date! He was too shy to ask so he sent me a postcard!
ReplyDeleteOhhh! I just saw that you watched Jean de Florette and Manon du Source! I just LOVE Marcel Pagnol! I just finished reading La Gloire de Mon Pere! That is a great movie too! Hav you seen that one yet?
ReplyDeleteAgain a great poetic post. I liked the graphic design of the second card: elegant, and also a bit bubbly like French champagne. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteStevie...these really are treasures!
ReplyDeleteIsn't this the truth. I love sending and receiving post cards. It seems that in this day of email people don't send post cards as much as they used to.
ReplyDeleteGreat post, the cards are fab! The second one is really cool.
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Those cards are MOST EXCELLENT!
ReplyDeleteThen and now...the magic of France...of travel...ahhhhh, what fun.
These are wonderful. Most of my cards are unsent without the writing and postage. I think I love the writings on the back more then the art on front. I think I may start looking for some old sent postcards. :-)
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What a wonderful comparison and constant. Post cards will always have that warmth about them that email never can capture. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteLet's all go to Paris so we can send our friends neat postcards! :)
ReplyDeleteI love the way you've found the cards 100 years apart but with essentially the same message. Excellent!
ReplyDeleteWhat a vast difference in the cards, but they are both great!
ReplyDeleteI like the new one a lot better. Actually I thought it looked kind of 1960ish.
ReplyDeletelovely postcard
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this is such a fun and true post. i may have to add postcards to the list of things that i collect. smile!
ReplyDeletebtw,you ARE blooming so rejoice in YOU!! you show immense creativity on your blog, you glow in pictures with your family, your art is wonderful and you're a whiz at photoshop. you are one huge bouquet of blooms, my friend!!
In this world of modern technology I get a special thrill receiving postcards...or any form of letter.
ReplyDeleteI love the handwriting on the first card - Oh how I wish I could learn how to write like that. Friendships are still the same, they sure are :)
ReplyDeleteI love receiving postcards and have saved every one I ever received. I love sending them too!
ReplyDeleteI think in this day and age of text messaging and e-mail they may disappear -- a sad loss if thta happens.
So true .. and wonderful cards
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