It’s Valentine’s Day, that means it’s time for a glass of red wine and a lovely chicken n’ dumplings dinner in front of the computer. And a new tradition – a silly Valentine’s postcard post. The last time I did this was back in July.
Is it me or does Cupid look a little like Richard Simmons?
This valentine was sent to Miss Agnes Day, whose address was Washington St. City. What city? New York City? What other city would have been known as just City?
The sender was from Morristown, NJ. There’s no message, but the 1 cent stamp is placed on the card upside down, which of course means “I love you.”
Speaking of love, last night I watched Bright Star, the Jane Campion movie about John Keats and his muse/love Fanny Brawne. Is there anything more romantic than a poor, young, consumptive poet? I think not. The movie was a bit like a poem actually, lyrical with beauty and emotion.
I cry your mercy-pity-love! – ay love!
Merciful love that tantalises not,
One-thoughted, never-wandering, guileless love,
Unmask’d, and being seen-without a blot!