There is no date on this postcard but the style is of the early 1900’s. I actually bought the card for the shepherd’s trusty looking big black dog. Also the gentle tones and colors are subtle and appealing.
Author: Janet McKee
Cheviots
This postcard had a 1903 postmark and a British stamp.

It’s Rare To Find A Postcard Of Weaving
This card is of a weaver working on an old loom – labeled a colonial loom. It is set up at Greenfield Village in Dearborn Michigan
Postcard From Peking

Legation Street Peking China before the Boxer Rebellion

Cardinal Newman Stamps
Eire stamps issued in 1954
Surprise Postcard

I was surprised to spot this Irish postcard recently at the Postcard Collectors Club meeting. Not a usual scene but one I happen to know. Greystones is a charming little town about 25 miles south of Dublin. It was a popular destination from the North particularly.

I don’t recognize the stamp but it is an Irish one and the card was posted to friends in County Antrim in the North.
My Sisters
Ruth and Nan on the Ile-de-France, ready to sail to Europe, March 1950
French postcard of the Ile=de-France
Remembering My Mother
I’m remembering my mother especially today – Dorothy Friend born on April 7 in 1912 in Minneapolis Minnesota. She lived a full life and passed away peacefully at home in Maui Hawaii in the year 2000. May she rest in peace.
1912, a baby photo in Minneapolis
Omaha Nebraska, growing up
1936, newly wed
1943, Mother and me on the left
1958, Middlebury College, a proud mother of a proud graduate
family reunion, 1977?, Mother is the happy woman wearing the blue cardigan
more photos to follow as time and searching permit
Return to Seattle
A long time ago, in September 1959, I set out from Boston to attend a Middlebury friend’s wedding in Evanston, Illinois. My friend Ginny and I had met early on at the start of our Freshman year at Middlebury. During Freshman year we lived next door to each other and then in Sophmore year we shared a room in Le Chateau.
Le Chateau in winter, Middlebury College, Vermont
Upon reaching Evanston, Ginny’s hometown, I looked up some friends who were still in the house on Sheridan Drive where I had lived during the previous academic year when I was attending Northwestern University. Lo and behold, my friends were going to drive to California and they needed another passenger. Having just returned from a 2 month trip to Europe I was looking for a job and the West Coast was one of the areas I wanted to explore…
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Seasons, Perceptions, and Expectations
A while ago Susan wrote a blog about how in some ways she felt disoriented as an Irish person living in the Northwest corner of the U.S. A particular disorientation occurred as a result of the words applied to the seasons. Summer in Ireland has a certain meaning – summer in New England, and possibly Seattle where Susan lives, is a different kettle of fish.
I grew up in New England. Summer to me means July-August. The summer season runs from the Fourth of July to Labour Day, the first Monday in September. Warm-hot weather, swimming in the ocean. Autumn or Fall months are September-October-November. Winter is the skiing season – December-March. Spring skiing would be in early April. And for me the Spring months are April-May. June is rather undefined. Possibly I define my seasons according to the sports we played – field hockey in the fall/autumn, skiing and…
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