A couple of weeks ago, I was introduced to a boy with a hat.
He is worthy of admiration for having taught himself English in just three years. Now, he has greater mastery of the language than many natives that I know. It’s a bit intimidating.
One particular day, we were (or, at least, I was) bemoaning the demise of handwriting by its fine rival, the keyboard.
I happened to let slip that the only use I have for my scrawl these days is writing in a gift card.
“Oh! Will you send me one too?” he asks. “Leave it for me on your windowsill (tie it with a red ribbon so I know it’s from you)…”.
I had to ponder this challenge a while, which now makes me a little ashamed to call myself a creative writer.
The solution, though, is one of the reasons I had to free up space in my posting schedule
So, in honour of the boy who inspired me to let the moonlight in – this one is for you…😉
Do you send gift cards? What do you love about sending or receiving them?
If you’d like me to leave you a gift card on my windowsill – don’t be shy! Just leave a comment, with a link to a favourite post of yours that may inspire or intrigue me. Tell me something about yourself and your passions – you never know where it may lead :)
I’m no graphic artist, so credit for the images assembled goes as follows: