tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52554601011315516782024-03-14T01:51:37.437-08:00Postcard Images: 100 years of life, love and mysteryAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.comBlogger126125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-21016492977056172622013-09-24T10:30:00.000-08:002013-09-24T10:50:41.878-08:00
Being a member of Postcrossing, is a wonderful way to meet and greet other postcard collectors (or accumulators, as some would say). The project is quickly coming on 20 million post cards sent and received. I have just passed 300 cards sent and 300 received.
This latest card was sent by Esjr (Ester in English), from Holland just outside of Rotterdam. This image of a red postal collection box Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-30665530783046349212013-09-10T11:04:00.001-08:002013-09-10T11:07:05.742-08:00FOOD CACHE IN ALASKA
Food storage is important if you want to eat after the growing season ends. Most people in the developed world have freezers and refrigerators. Their food is kept for them in warehouses until they do their weekly shopping. In less developed areas, like bush Alaska, people must store their own food and so they rely on a food cache.
These are often built on stilts and some sport sod roofs which Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-4458744152988034242013-09-04T22:39:00.000-08:002013-09-05T09:48:58.181-08:00FORD FUTURA: Car that didn't make the future
Ideas About The Future Are Always Out There
This photo postcard makes me think how goofy all ideas about the future really are.
Of course we don't know what the future will look or feel like because our ideas are, as always, locked in the assumptions of the present. The future tends to pass us by, especially our technology. Perhaps if we could time travel we might be able to go forward into Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-63611643506785307382013-08-16T17:13:00.001-08:002013-08-16T17:13:48.841-08:00
Poet T.S. Eliot said, April is the cruelest month. In Alaska, August is the wettest month. Along with the damp weather comes cooler temps and leaves turning color. My birch trees are starting to show a hint of yellow. Before you know it we'll be getting out the boots and parkas.The tourist shops sales are beginning to rev up all over Alaska. Now is the time for deals. I bought a few wooden Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-66048709147151061672013-02-28T21:51:00.000-09:002013-02-28T22:13:36.314-09:00POETRY IN THE PARK
What Do You Call A Poet?
Julie Jordan Scott, self-described storyteller, poet, performer, mommy and lover of life, sent this fabulous homemade postcard. The photo was taken at a park near her home. She took the photo and placed some backing on it and sent it along with interesting comments. Julie loves to write -- a blogger, a life coach, a teacher, a speaker, and an author of many poems. I Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-15754112875452888002013-02-01T17:26:00.000-09:002013-02-01T17:26:11.111-09:00A Month of Letters
Today A Month of Letters Challenge began. If you hurry you
can still join. Mary Robinette Kowa, an award winning author and puppeteer,
is the architect for this challenge to send a piece of mail, anything really,
to some one during the month of February.
Mary, like us postcard hounds, loves to send and receive
snail mail, especially hand-written, that reminds us that someone thought of Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-72246689190469382982013-02-01T10:26:00.005-09:002013-02-01T14:34:53.205-09:00New US Postal Service Rates
The price of US stamps went up January 27th so don't
forget if you are mailing from the US you'll need a little more postage. This
is the third increase for postcard postage in less than two years. I'm
glad I stocked up on Forever stamps back in April of 2011. Back then postcards
were only $0.28. I'm still buying extra one, two and three cent stamps on the
specialty Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-60483652053205076042013-01-29T17:57:00.000-09:002013-01-29T23:49:47.480-09:00Trabants Still Rolling
Cut away view of the Trabant
a car produced in the former German Democratic Republic
Here again I'm writing about cars.
This postcard was sent via Postcrossing Project by Laura from Germany. She affectionately called the Trabant a "Trabi." These much-loved cars were the "cars of the masses" in The German Democratic Republic (Soviet controlled East Germany) from 1957-1991, and remains Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-38519654750096923372013-01-23T11:52:00.001-09:002013-01-23T11:52:03.737-09:00The MG Midget: Small, Sporty and Nimble
My friend Rick recently sent me several advertising postcards like this one of various MG automobiles. He remembered that I owned one once and of the cards he sent this one most closely resembled the car I drove in the mid 1970's. Mine was orange and was a great car because at the time it got an unheard of fuel economy. I loved my MG despite the fact it was continually going out of tune. It Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-28333620721064070152012-08-03T15:00:00.000-08:002012-09-06T21:18:00.297-08:00Sending and receiving postcards and poems
Postcard published by Arctic Circle Enterprises, Anchorage, Alaska
It occurred to me today that my blog (besides being neglected too often) only exhibits postcards that I am adding to my collection. That is only half the story. Any collector also sends out as many or more postcards as they receive. Here is a recap of today's activities.
To England and Beyond
Today I sent out seven postcards Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-21983844128952608632012-07-11T10:11:00.000-08:002013-01-24T11:12:35.926-09:00Magical Places and Marvelous Creatures
Sometimes a postcard message is as much inspired by the image on the postcard as a message to another person. I sent this postcard and message below some time in April of 2009 from my home in Fairbanks, Alaska, to Suyhou City, P.R. China. Jinlin was the user name (no longer used) of a postcarder acquaintance met through Postcrossing, an online international postcard exchange project. At Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-47641524409385782082012-07-03T00:20:00.000-08:002012-07-03T00:20:11.612-08:00Can postcards save our national parks?
The Eldridge Glacier in Denali National ParkAlaska Color Card Company, Anchorage, AK
Postcards are helping save our national parks.
That’s the opinion of a University of Alaska professor.
Though I’m skeptical of the claim, the idea may sit well with some postcard
collectors, especially those who specialize in national park postcards. They can’t
help but be happy with this news. A few Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-10839000932923272682012-05-25T21:19:00.001-08:002012-05-25T21:32:18.188-08:001953 Indinapolis 500 Pace Car
This postcard came today from my friend Rick in Michigan. He knows I like classic cars and the Indianapolis 500 race and history.
The postcard image is the 1953 Ford Crestline Sunliner. The car was selected as the pace car for that year's Indianapolis 500 mile race. The car was designed to commerate the 50th anniversity of the Ford Motor Company and sported a powerful 110 horsepower flathead Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-74314267048409586522012-05-18T13:18:00.000-08:002012-05-18T13:46:20.965-08:00Indianapolis Motor Speedway: 100+ years
A bird's-eye view of the Indianapolis Motor Speedway
This postcard shows the indomitable Indianapolis Motor Speedway, as seen from the air looking south. The 559 acre facility was opened in 1909 for balloon, motorcycle and auto racing. The first 500 mile race was held in 1911.
Last year the speedway celebrated the 100th anniversary of the speedway. This year race, scheduled for Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com0Indianapolis Motor Speedway Hall of Fame Museum, 4790 W 16th St, Indianapolis, IN 46222, USA39.7900742 -86.233737239.7778732 -86.253478199999989 39.8022752 -86.2139962tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-7584883418942681092012-05-07T22:24:00.001-08:002012-05-07T23:04:55.440-08:00Racing Past The Starting Line
Indianapolis 500-Mile Race Sweepstakes start, circa 1950
I wanted a postcard to coincide with the official opening of the Indianapolis Motor Speedway's month of May activities leading up to the big race, Sunday, 27 May, 2012. I found this one in my limited Indianapolis collection. It is in poor condition but it remains a good example of a lithographed card done by a photo-chrome Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-79234848279403975852012-04-23T12:00:00.000-08:002012-04-23T21:35:46.672-08:00Michigan Has Great Beaches
Another postcard from the state of my birth, Michigan.
Oh, how I miss the hot sand burning the bottoms of my feet on a sultry summer day. That could be me, the young man with the yellow inflatable raft in the center of the picture, walking behind the two women (perhaps his mother and her friend or an aunt). From the trees we can tell this was a windy day. I can remember many Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-70649031164818204862012-01-23T10:59:00.000-09:002012-01-23T10:59:46.118-09:00Hawaiian postcard cornucopiaOur good friends, the Gebauer family just returned from Kauai bearing gifts. The last trip they brought me a wonderful t-shirt imprinted with the Postcard Cafe, a well-know vegetarian eatery on the island. This time I was the grateful recipient of a wooden postcard picturing a surfer just rising onto his board on a giant wave and a beautiful packet of postcards (left).The packet Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-27350123491789070762011-12-31T17:40:00.004-09:002011-12-31T17:56:15.983-09:00Chugging into the futureFor the last postcard of 2011, I chose (no surprise) a train. To me there is nothing more symbolic of moving into the future than a train chugging along, especially trains powered by a steam locomotive.This postcard came from friends and neighbors who just returned from the lower 48 (U.S.) states. I collect train postcards and they seem to find the best cards for me. This card is post dated 1928 Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-25045536238032031162011-12-13T01:11:00.001-09:002011-12-13T11:04:32.714-09:00Coach, "You gotta put me in!"
This guy is the personification of the kid who just wants to get in the game. This postcard came from a humorous dog-themed calendar, complete with removable postcards. I'm sending this card along with some other gifts to a friend who I think will appreciate the gun-hoe attitude.
I also like this card because the ready to play dog dons the helmet of the Green Bay Packers. The packers are my Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-8009388715883204102011-11-22T23:05:00.001-09:002011-11-22T23:32:56.185-09:00Yippie, share the serendipidy
After six out of seven days
of record lows (-35 to -41), the air warmed to -18 today. I thought
this post card expressed my elation. It felt nice to walk outside again.
Instead of the smoggy smell of city air under a high pressure inversion,
walking outside today you could smell clean winter air again. It reminded me to
of winters in my home state of Michigan which seem Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-10545712999107315802011-11-18T23:19:00.001-09:002011-11-18T23:42:31.348-09:00Cold to the Bone
We're in a cold snap here. The weather turned cold the past week and there isn't any end in sight yet. On Wednesday, November 16, records fell: 54 below zero Fahrenheit at Manly Hot Springs, 41 below in Fairbanks International Airport.
This post card is my favorite local cold weather image. There are lots of these hearty souls walking the streets of Fairbanks this time of year dressed up like Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-9337577430139113742011-08-22T16:15:00.005-08:002011-08-22T17:07:51.214-08:00Landing a Big OneMy high school friend, Rick, has a great sense of humor and wrote on the back of this old Curt Teich linen postcard, "Here's a photo of me catching a big salmon last week. He put up a mighty fight too!"
His fish story did catch the vernacular of the 20Th-century postcard greeting. How many folks back home were bamboozled or humored by stories of whoppers caught and eaten in obscurity on vacationAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-20732649091842014542011-05-30T11:53:00.003-08:002011-05-30T12:03:58.838-08:00Postcrosser and amateur photographer, Christine, sent this wonderful postcard image of her nephews eating watermelon. I think this one beats the usual kids in the bathtub. Then again, all baby pictures are like all babies, cute from the get go.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-15296932072354260182011-02-15T10:23:00.004-09:002011-02-15T11:10:42.151-09:00The Postcards CafeShame on my for neglecting my blog. I like to post weekly but life happens. My friends Kim and Dennis returned from Kauai, Hawaii, from a much needed vacation and they were so taken with the island they could not stop talking about it and reading about it. They vowed to return. I'll give them a year or two but I bet they will be back. From their descriptions, Kauai sounds like the Garden of Eden,Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255460101131551678.post-26949027913122748702011-01-28T19:13:00.005-09:002011-01-28T22:00:41.785-09:00Oh, say can you see...This card of Fort McHenry was one of two cards sent recently by Stephen from Baltimore, Maryland. This was the fort the British bombarded for 25 hours on September 13, 1814, during the War of 1812. Had they passed and landed in Baltimore Harbor we Americans might be a part of the U.K. This is also the battle that inspired Francis Scott Key to write the poem "Defense of Fort McHenry. The poem Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05873170883036770384noreply@blogger.com2