Mail Art & moving the mail

 This morning was Spanish meet-up. I decided to make today's mail art using a substrate cut from a box of Spanish cookies. You can just make out some words at the top, which say that the cookies are like the ones mama made, or something to that effect; because of that "La Paz" seemed like the right word and the "fragile" label fit perfectly.

This old engraving of the mail being sorted on a train reminded me of my visit to the National Postal Museum where I was able to get onto a U.S. Mail railway car. It was an updated version of this French rolling post office. How speedy this must have seemed when people first had mail delivered via the railroad.

Happy Holidays to all - whatever you celebrate this time of year, I hope it's festive and happy.

Heading north....

Yesterday, I rode the Amtrak train north to New Jersey. I’d forgotten how nice it is to ride on a train, the silent start, moving forward slowly, watching the landscape change. Moving from freight train views to landscapes, to, my favorite, industrial views...we were making good time until just before the MetroPark station, where my family was waiting for me. We stopped, we started moving VERY slowly, we stopped, we rolled on, we stopped. It turned out there was an accident involving a person on the tracks, no details, but we did see some firefighters on the tracks as we rolled through the New Brunswick station. We were one of many trains backed up (same rails used by New Jersey commuter trains, I think) We ended up being an hour late, while standing only 15 miles from my stop, but no one was cranky, just curious.

Now, I’m in suburban New Jersey, to be with my cousin, who is doing very well after her surgery.