It took about three weeks for my self-addressed postcard to get to Chicago from Brodie. And the timing was perfect. I've been simmering in all things Scotch since my return, trying to keep that happy Highland flame flickering in my heart, and when I sat down to work on yesterday's blog post, my husband came in with the mail:
These handmade postcards were our first art activity on the retreat. It was good to dive in, and it kept us awake to deal with jet lag.
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