Last weekend I organized a few years worth of postally used stamps. I often rip interesting postage from envelopes and postcards and put them in a large clear box. Every so often I'll go into the box and pull out a handful of the scraps and soak the postage off to sort into themes. But, that practice never keeps up with the incoming. So, I filled a bucket with warm water, dumped ALL the scraps into it, and spent the next three hours pulling the stamps off the paper and setting the stamps aside to dry. It took up all of the countertop and most of the floor in our tiny kitchen. But it was worth it. I found some real gems in that stash, like the one I used for this postcard.

This stamp is from 1953. It is postally used, but the markings don't show. Future Farmers of America still exists and seems to be an extremely worthwhile organization. In the coming month I will research the organization, and perhaps support them.

This postcard is going to my significant other. He is extremely patient with me, especially when I disrupt one of the main rooms of our house for hours at a time with a sudden urge to organize, and he encourages me in all my various passions. And, this postcard is #42. That number plays a huge role in our relationship. I wrote a bit about it on my blog back in November.  I like that today's date is interesting, like the date I wrote about on the blog. I will be mailing this postcard. Greg has his own post office box and it turns out that I am going to be away for a few days, so he will get this while I'm gone.