Tuesday, April 19, 2011

A JOURNEY OF TEN THOUSAND MILES

A get well gift from ten thousand miles away
--give or take a mile or two.

Anairam in South Africa sent me a package.

Inside was a post card with an Edvard Munch painting
embellished with Anairam's own stitchery and
"A Book of Unnatural Scribbles."

A hand made treasure!

From the upside down part of the world 
where the seasons are backward and
it never snows.

Bringing light...

...and cheer!

Entertainment and mystery.

Plus my blog nick engraved on a tag.

Thanks, Anairam!  Isn't blogging just FUN!

13 comments:

Jill said...

What a delight!

frayedattheedge said...

What a lovely present!

Elizabeth said...

What fun to get a parcel!!

Thomas looks staggeringly handsome.....and clean.
Happy Easter, dear Leenie

yes skulls and flames are a bit old hat......

Linda Sue said...

Anairam does make us laugh- love how her brain works! What a great parcel. I think we have to go down yonder next winter and throw tomatoes at her neighbor- ok?

Mama Zen said...

That is so cool!

susan m hinckley said...

What a wonderful gift! Almost worth needing a get well wish when one that lovely arrives, isn't it?

Anzu said...

How fantastic!!
(≧∇≦)ъ It's heartwarming and cool present for you !! You are lucky having so creative friend.

Buttons said...

Now that is one very cool gift. B

The Weaver of Grass said...

What a lovely idea - so inventive. You lucky thing.

TALON said...

So beautiful! You're right - the blogging world is amazing! What a delightful package to receive.

And I'm laughing - my word verification is "rewoof" - something Charlie and Riley both do regularly!

lizziviggi said...

I love the book! It is such a treasure! All you lovely, creative people make me wish there were more hours in the day with which to scribble.

Sarah said...

What a great surprise! Lovely!

Anairam said...

I am so glad it arrived! Yes, let's have a big ol' tomato-throwing party - this neighbour is driving me crazy. Oh well, I guess I could have been worse. At the moment the neighbour is the least of my worries - I am ensnared in many words again. I get so tired - I want to give my poor brain a rest. Is the money worth it, I ask myself? Well, yes, unfortuntaly it is. But after June I am giving it a break, I realy am!