Tofu's Orange Track of Memory

I have no idea if Tofu was thinking about those orange tracks we used to assemble when we played hot wheels but I was delighted to find that I remembered them when I looked at his beautiful painted postcard!

What I found on the 'google machine' when I in put orange matchbox track 

I discovered in this mailing two truths… Tofu loved matchbox too and he is an Anglophile and I guess I am too. Many thanks Tofu. 

Ruins of some concrete arrows are still visible, Tofu - Scott St John

I love the idea of a series of lighted beacons guiding mail across the West. Sometimes I think I ought to have lived in another century,.  Nowadays you have to plead for stamps at the post office (instead of those big gold stickers).  When I was younger and spent summers on Cranberry Island, my whole day revolved around THE MAIL BOAT.  I never missed a delivery.  I knew the most wanted list by heart and was familiar with all the postal sounds that emmanated from behind the postal window. Mail was magic, and still is.

Tofu's card evokes that mystery.  Thank you!

My only (other) valentine - Katerina Nikoltsou

Back in the day I made valentines.  They were elaborate things that I poured my heart into.  Nowadays my darling Patrick isn't so lucky, another valentine day and nothing to show for it.  I did get a card from him this year… a lurcher that looks just like our dog, Lyra.  It was signed from 'your rascal' in peculiar handwriting. So it was fabulous to get this other valentine from Katerina!