I know we’ve not spoken in ages but today I saw this postcard and it reminded me of you. I hope the old people’s home is treating you nicely! It’s not been the same since you left and we were worried about the new family moving into your home. Everyone wanted to save all your flowers but it didn’t seem possible. Well, you’ll be pleased to hear that a kind old couple brought the place and they have a love of flowers too, so everything is safe!
I should visit you soon, perhaps around your birthday.
Elysian; beautiful or creative, divinely inspired, peaceful perfect.
The world is quiet here. Well, it would be because I’m alone on an island! This morning, I found the most beautiful seashell yet. I drew it for you, but I don’t think it does justice. Recently, I’ve felt so inspired as if something greater, beyond us, has influenced me. I’ve been drawing, writing and reading a lot more. It’s so peaceful here, it’s almost too perfect! And yet when I think back to how things were before….I realise I would take all of this over that any day.
We are currently flying over Peru though expect to land in a few days. So, thought I’d try and get this to you then. It’s rather hot and wet here, even more so when we fly over the jungle! I’ve seen a few ancient Temples though and been able to map them. My work is going well enough.
I miss England terribly! The good tea has all run out and rationing has been in place for a few days now – though sometimes it’s too hot to eat anyway! Hopefully, the new supplies will be adequate.
All my love, George.
Ps. The monkeys are doing better now and are recovered from eating my artist equipment!
Please ignore the picture on the front. It’s an old postcard I had to dig out of my stash! This is a sign of how bad things are becoming down here. The weather has slowed delivers coming in and only wants needed has been arriving. The shop is sold out of almost everything and the village council are handing out supplies.
I have been raiding my chest freezer and finding all the wild berries, fruits etc we picked over the years. Knew they’d be handy some day, but not like this! Don’t bother to send anything, it won’t get through as they have stopped all personal packages and none important mail. I’m sneaking this one out!
Thank you for your lovely letter. Sorry that I don’t have enough time to write. We have been super busy on the farm, it never stops! My prize sheep dog give birth on Christmas morning, shocking us all, but the puppies are so cute. I have already picked out the best one for you, if you want it. Then on New Year’s eve, two of the goats had kids; twins and triplets!
The weather has been bad here with heavy snow, gales and some flooding in the lower fields. There’s snow on the ground at the moment and it looks like there’ll be more soon. It really does make life harder but the scenery is prettier. So, if you fancy some snow you know where to come too!
Merry Christmas! I handmade this present for you. I know it’s not much and not fancy, but it was the best I could do all the way out here! It’s actually filled many evenings by the fire as the snow falls against the windows. It’s all natural things I’ve found whilst working, even the paint I mixed myself!
Hopefully, I’ll be home next year and we can celebrate as a family should.
Saw this postcard at the last car boot sale of the year and it so reminded me of you. I was hoping it would reach you before Halloween but doubtful with the village post! Found this book too and it seemed interesting, something about a vampire virus. Anyway, hope to see you around Christmas.
I brought this doll in a charity shop for you. There’s something up with her, though. She’s creepily sweet and innocent looking, but that’s just a front! Things have been happening; I found a pot pumpkin smashed and autumn flowers knocked on the floor. I’ve heard the giggling of a little girl also her singing nursery rhythms! This morning, I found her in my bed when I’d left her in the box ready to send to you!
She really is something else and I hope you have as much fun with her as I’ve been doing!
It’s autumn here now. It’s turning colder and the wind is blowing stronger. The leaves are starting to change colour and fall. I’m sitting outside, writing this and thinking about you.
Do you remember that September day forty years ago when we sat on this very porch and drank hot tea together? I’ve polished that memory until it’s shined out all the rest. I hold it close to my heart. You told me once you had done the same, is that still true?
I wish we could see each other again. I hate how we have separate lives when we should have had one life together. Don’t you remember the promise we made to each other? Always and forever.
Well, I’m going to up hold that and hope that you do too.