My sister and I were sending postcards back and forth, but I stopped getting any. I thought she just got tired of the format and started making something new. She thought I just stopped making any to send back to her. (how rude of me)
We found out a month or so later, when we got together, that actually they must have been stolen. Stolen from our mailbox!!!!!
How exciting is that?? My clay teacher, in college used to tell us that if your artwork was stolen it was the ultimate complement.
Anyway, now we are picking up a locked mailbox tonight, so it starts again. Postcart art tag.
You're It, Joy.