Very quickly after receiving our marriage packet in the mail, this postcard followed.
So very many things delight me about this postcard. This will be the backup plan, if we can’t work out the courthouse wedding.
It’s interesting that our names and addresses were published somewhere. Good thing only J.P. Weddings was paying attention.
The plus of being more than six months behind on your blog is that when your marriage license packet arrives in July for your surprise courthouse wedding in August you can take a picture of it and not worry about ruining the surprise by publishing the picture on your blog.
Because by the time you do, you will have been married for many months.
Sara asks if I have seen this film. She says, “I heard Pop Culture Happy Hour discuss it. Sounded both good and rather not for me.”
And the Rather Good But Not For Me category is where I have it slotted too. So I haven’t seen it.
These have popped up everywhere and I can’t figure out what their deal is.
I haven’t seen many Varda films, maybe even just one—The Gleaners and I—but I liked that film quite a bit. The tiny words say: Mother of the French New Wave and give credit for the Agnes Varda drawing.
From the future, I can tell you that it was a film festival at the Clinton Street Theater. I wish they had been the tiniest bit clearer about the the film festival, though August wasn’t the greatest month for me to watch movies.
Anyway, these were excellent eye catchers and I hope people watched some of her films.
On the one hand, the Google overlords know everything about me. But on the other hand, it’s very handy to hold my phone up to the radio and immediately find out what song I’m listening too. Then I can take a picture of the result and come back to it later.
I should have know this was Brandi Carlile. Her voice is so distinctive.
Have a listen:
Here’s another one:
As usual, Peggy La Point hooked me up. Thank goodness for KINK Sunday Brunch.
Though New Seasons didn’t have their Country Natural Beef hotdogs (supply chain issues) and I was forced to buy (gasp) packaged hotdogs for my favorite Independence Day treat, pretzel dogs, they were still delicious.
Sara reports that she is avoiding her summer to-do list, but must press through today.
Also that she’s been calling in for jury duty since 6/21 (she wrote this on 6/29) and they keep instructing her to call back tomorrow at 5 p.m.
From the back of the postcard: Hillside cemeteries and historic churches combine with Victorian architecture in Ferndale.
As photos go, this is not the best I’ve seen. The cemetery looks mostly empty and the buildings are framed in a way that makes them look hodgepodge. I’m sure it all looks much better up close.
Sara said that they popped into a little shop that had local organic eggs. Apparently the Instagram of the egg producers is a delight. I was not able to locate this delightful Instagram, but perhaps Sara will chime in at a later date.
Not only do they have an inflatable kiddie pool but also they have added the sprinkler feature to the trampoline experience. Judging by the state of the grass under the trampoline, this water feature is used regularly.
Postcard three of three arrived today.
And now I know that Sara is anxious about what kind of case she might serve on for jury duty.
