The first two postcards in this batch are going to Russia. The first one is for a reading tag so I picked out a black and white photograph of the reading room at the Doe Library which is at UC Berkeley. The second is to someone who likes cats. The third postcard is a photograph of the Conghua Hot Springs in Guangdong, China and it’s going to someone in Finland. It’s part of tag where the theme is to send postcards that aren’t from your country.
The recipient of the first postcard asked for boring postcards, so I chose something that I think most people would consider boring–a repeating pattern in one color. I did manage to color coordinate it, though. It’s going to Germany. The second postcard is part of the postcard collection “World’s Greatest Bookstores” and it’s going to someone in Russia who enjoys books. And the third postcard is a photograph of a mountain lion going to someone in Japan who likes cat postcards. I didn’t choose any of my other cute cat postcards because all of them were from Japan. It just seems weird to send Japanese postcards to Japan (just as I think it is weird when people from other countries send San Francisco postcards to me).
The first postcard is going to someone in Malaysia who likes nature. I’m kind of impressed by all the unusual geological features in Utah–maybe one day I’ll see them in person (where one day means I actually have some vacation time). The second postcard is going to a person in Germany who requested city views. I guess the U.S. Capitol is technically a city view. I mean, it’s definitely not in the country. And the third postcard is going to a teenager in Russia who likes cats.
First up today is a cat postcard for a cat tag going to someone in Taiwan. And in a related feline tag is a postcard I had originally gotten at a rummage sale of a lynx in the middle of a leap–going to someone in France. And finally, a postcard of the de Young Museum since the German person this is going to had requested local attractions.
Moo hates carriers. Absolutely hates them. And she’s destroyed the latest one.
In all other respects, Moo is a pretty chill cat. She’s not too picky about her food. She likes belly rubs. And aside from meal times and an inexplicable tendency to step on keyboards occasionally, she usually sits beside me quietly while I’m working on stuff. But carriers. Oh boy, those are another thing altogether. I have yet to find one that doesn’t set her off.
Other than a couple postcard posts, I admit I haven’t been as on the ball on the blog as I’d like to be. Sometimes you have grand plans to get things done, but then…distractions!
I’m not the sort of person to sit around and do nothing–especially when I’m in a new place that I want to explore the heck out of–but part of the blame can also be put at the paws of my newest roommate, Moo. She follows me around and talks more than I do. The gift of gab is strong with this one.
I got Moo over the Memorial Day Weekend at the local shelter which was overflowing with cats (it was kitten season). There were also lots of potential adopters there, too, but they were only interested in the kittens. I was the only one specifically wanting an adult cat. Moo seemed rather chill and for me, it was quick and painless to bring her home since I didn’t join in the fray to fight over the cute kittens.
The last time I had a pet, I was seven, and it was just a bunch of goldfish. But don’t worry, I’ve been thinking quite a while about getting a cat and I’m well aware of all the responsibility, time, and money it requires for being a pet owner. It’s a long term thing, and I know I’ll have to be there for Moo when she’s old and sick and not just when she’s younger and active.
Anyways, don’t worry about being spammed with a kazillion cat pics from yet another source on the internet. I’m not very good at taking pictures of moving targets and even I know blurry cat photos don’t make for good blog posts.
It’s interesting getting a postcard from Taiwan because this is actually one of the places I’ve gone to before. But not recently. It was way back when I was a teenager, when I actually had *gasp* free time during the summer. I also have relatives there so whenever I hear something about the island on the news, of course, I feel a bit worried for them.
It’s been long, but I do hope one day I’ll be able to visit again. What I remember most vividly is not really the city (I was staying in Taipei), but the bit of countryside outside of the city. The mountains were so green. I mean, I’m in no shape to climb them, but for some reason mountains (any mountains, really) have a mesmerizing hold on my psyche.
Helena, MT (October 20, 2013)
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