It was a crazy holiday season as usual, so I haven’t had a chance until now to update this blog with the new arrivals to the Collection.
This item arrived in late November from Tofino, British Columbia. The west coast of Vancouver Island is one of the most beautiful places I have been to. We stayed in nearby Ucluelet, which I recommend over Tofino.
Regardless, the coastal scenery and forests are beautiful all along that area as this postcard depicts:
Here is the reverse side:
“Glen. This was supposed to be our storm watch visit to Tofino, and ironically no storms! Beautiful sunny days with stunning sunsets. We were here for the oyster festival and visited and oyster farm. So many yummy oysters, crab, salmon I was in seafood heaven! Cheers.”
I have heard that people go to watch the storms, sounds wonderfully melodramatic.
November has been an unexpectedly busy month for postcards, so much so that our physical Gallery (the refrigerator) hasn’t been able to accommodate them all. This one recently arrived:
I have very few postcards from Georgia, United States – and none from Georgia, former Soviet republic. If anyone is inclined to send me specimens from either Georgia, I’d be much obliged.
But this specimen is for some unknown reason, the wrong one:
“Toccoa Falls, Georgia
Toccoa Falls is one of Georgia’s most popular scenic highlights open year round. The 186-foot waterfall never freezes, but creates a majestic ice formation in the winter. The path to the falls, which is located in the Smoky Mountain foothills, on the campus of Toccoa Falls College, is only 100 yards long, easily accessible and visited by thousands each year.”
“Hi Glen. X and I were here yesterday. Sorry wrong card. Having a good time. See you all later.”
Why was it the wrong card? There’s space to tell the story, but I guess a little mystery is always good.
I recently met a relative who had a nice gift for me – some of her old postcards. There were only two but they were great as they were such fine specimens.
The one below is a great example of a protest postcard:
Protest postcards tend to have a pre-set message with spaces for a would-be sender to fill in their name and address (as below) and a pre-set address (often to a government official).
This postcard refers to a high-profile protests in the late 1980s in Ontario about logging an old-growth forest, Temagami. It’s addressed to former Ontario premier David Peterson (premier from 1985 to 1990).
[Top]: “This is a 500-year old forest in Temagami, Ontario that may soon be destroyed by logging.”
[Middle] “Dear Mr Premier, The Ontario Government has a duty to play a more responsible role in Global Environmental Protection. I urge you to save the Temagami wilderness and its old-growth forests for future generation.” [Lines to fill in signature, Name, Address]
In preparing for this article, I discovered that despite the passage of some 20 years the logging and First Nations land claims issues have still not been resolved after all these years! Seems like it’s time to draft a new batch of postcards…
On this day in 1980, Mount St. Helens erupted. I remember when it happened as it was the first volcanic eruption on mainland North America in decades (1915, to be precise – the only other one in the 20th century) and 57 people were killed as a result.
We haven’t had a volcanic eruption causing such amount death subsequently. Although mainland Canada and the United States apparently have a lot of volcanoes –see this list.
Here’s the back side
“Norway Pass, a popular destination for hikers, offers this powerful view of Mount St. Helens and Spirit Lake. Young trees and wild flowers hold the promise of an emerging forest.”
“We were here yesterday, but oh what a dreary, sad place! X had a good hike at Mt. Rainier. Today we started down the Oregon coast and tonight as we ate diner we watched sea lions play in the harbour.”
We received this postcard in the mail this week from friends vacationing in Kauai, Hawaii:
Here’s the back side:
“Aloha from Kaua’i. Clockwise, from top: Napali cliffs, Kilauea Falls, Polihale Beach, Wild rooster”
“We had a great time on (Kaua’i). We were down here for X’s family celebrating her 2nd eldest brother’s 50th birthday. Such a stunning island – we toured by helicopter, catamarn and bike (down the canyon road!). The chickens and roosters outnumber people, so appropriate the rooster is featured on the postcard. Cheers with a mai tai!”
I remember Kauai fondly from a trip we took there a few years ago. It is one of my favourite places in the world and certainly among the most beautiful. I thought the postcard looked familiar. So I went to the vaults and found the same postcard but one that we had our young daughter send to ourselves recapping her favourite Hawaii experiences. Here’s what she wrote:
“Hi. I went to Dole. I went on a crooz [cruise]. I was in a hoola [hula] show. I went to the teddy bear world. Love!
So little to look forward to this time of year and so very many crappy things to deal with, so here’s another postcard of the Could Not Have Said It Better sort.
It’s of the Valley of Desolation, in South Africa – but I think they got the location wrong. It’s right here! No doubt, you probably have one near you too, at times anyway.
The postcard doesn’t do it justice – poor photograph that it may be, it is still just too damn cheery for its name.
Here’s the back side with a description; apparently Desolation is “beautiful”:
“I’m doing this out of order… This is the landscape around Graaf Reinet – very beautful but was 4 nights ago. Now we’re in a beautiful, serence guesthouse ina placed called Wilderness that isn’t near as wildernessy as [unknown] but it’s still beautiful, as is everywhere along here. Lots of enormous lagoons, I’ve never seen so many (if any) lagoons in my life.”
Today is my birthday. I am doing today my favourite thing and travelling about – even if it is in my own city.
In honour of my birthday, here is a postcard that is rather all about me:
It’s the only postcard with my name on it that I’ve ever seen. I mentioned that my name “Glen” was very Scottish to a local. She replied “Yes, but we name places that not children.”
I got this postcard many years ago, when I was backpacking through the U.K. as a teenager and sent it to my dad.
“Hi. How’s life. Probably not nearly as exciting/restful as mine. Snicker! Snicker! I love Scotland! I’m staying in a small village called Blair Atholl. See you in two weeks.”
If anyone ever sees another “Glen postcard”, it would make an excellent birthday gift!