The card belies a different time. Of course the yellowed card, the flowy script, the weight of the card represents a time that is no more. Just turning the card over in my hand I wonder how it was used? I wonder about the visit, did my grandmother sweep in, speak to the someone in the household, and then leave the card? Was it left on a table for the intended, or actually put in someone's hand?
So many questions for a world of long ago when cards, manners, gestures and reputations meant so much. Fast forward to a world spinning in instant communication, and where texting, social media, and cell phones are quicker yet somehow mean even less. The card itself seems to represent a slower, more deliberate process that is not only pastoral, but also more meaningful.
I was immediately lured here by the thought of a slower pace. Isn't it amazing how much that card represents? I appreciate how you stopped to really consider the card, to ask questions, and to reflect. All of these slowed down your pace and mine for a moment or two. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteWow, what a stunning post. You write so eloquently. The card has me totally intrigued, too -- and, that it is written as Mrs and clearly her husband's name? Did she have feelings about that? Thank you for this lovely piece.
ReplyDeleteThis post has inspired me to use an artifact and write around the concrete object. You have brought a story to this one with questions and the contrast between past and present. Beautiful.
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