This morning I drove my son to school, which put me just a block from one of my favorite neighborhood cafes. Naturally, I stopped in for breakfast, bringing with me a blank card, a box of stationery (for subsequent pages), and the address of a pen pal in Massachusetts.
It’s a good thing I had a whole box of stationery. It was a really long letter.
The card was a beach scene. Despite the mild weather this month, I’m sick of winter and longing for spring. Even better, summer. It helped that I was sitting in a restaurant with murals of the sun-splashed Greek islands on the walls around me. My table was just beneath Santorini. Maybe that’s why I stayed for quite a while and wrote for so long.
Then I went next door to the Hallmark store and bought more stationery, to replenish my supply.
Here is my beachy card. It’s not Santorini, but it makes me think of summer.