I did it.
I deleted my Facebook account. I had to: my brain would just not stop spinning whenever, to paraphrase xkcd, someone is wrong on Facebook.
I've decided that instead of FBing, I will use up my stash of postcards––some I bought in childhood.
The first one is below. I bought it this June in Wisconsin Dells. The woman in the souvenir shop told me it's not a reprint--it is from their stock of 1,000s of cards they ordered in decades past.
I miss seeing people's handwriting.
This spring, an anonymous friend sent Mz a Star Trek T-shirt dress. She still can't figure out who it was because neither of us can recognize the handwriting. (Was it you???)
[Update: It was Jill S!]
I deleted my Facebook account. I had to: my brain would just not stop spinning whenever, to paraphrase xkcd, someone is wrong on Facebook.
I've decided that instead of FBing, I will use up my stash of postcards––some I bought in childhood.
The first one is below. I bought it this June in Wisconsin Dells. The woman in the souvenir shop told me it's not a reprint--it is from their stock of 1,000s of cards they ordered in decades past.
I miss seeing people's handwriting.
This spring, an anonymous friend sent Mz a Star Trek T-shirt dress. She still can't figure out who it was because neither of us can recognize the handwriting. (Was it you???)
[Update: It was Jill S!]
THE DEMONS ANVIL
In spite of its ominous name, the Demons Anvil holds no terror for the modern day camera fan.
Wisconsin Dells, Wisconsin
Copyright H. H. Bennett Studio
