My name is Kathleen, and I am addicted to snail mail & sweet potatoes. I include sweet potatoes purely out of devotion, but the main point of this post is to discuss my new-found love of handwritten correspondence.
As a longtime logophile, I’m not too surprised by this news; however, I can’t take credit for the discovery. Rather, I must blame my sister, who has been one-upping me for sometime by sending cute cards to all our relatives.
The only trouble is, now, I have a terrible time turning away an adorable artisan card whenever I see one. Hence, the reason I purchased nearly a dozen new cards this weekend. Here are two I’m particularly fond of: