I just had a birthday, and received some delightful cards. Looking through birthday cards from years past, I noticed that many came in the form of postcards. I thought I’d share them and other favorites.
“You are officially an old fart & I’d like to welcome you to the AARP & senior citizen community here in LA. I’m sure you’ll enjoy the crafts & temperate weather.“
For my 16th birthday, Mama Snail also chose a card adapted from turn of the century travel memorabilia:“I got this card for you because 16 doesn’t seem so much a destination as a brie stop-over on the adventure you’ve begun. Stop, refuel, do your laundry, have a good meal, sleep in clean sheets and, fortified, continue on your way.”
Angelina, meanwhile, often chooses postcards for my birthday:
Here’s a card from Andrew based on a 1940’s postcard:“The original Farmers Public Market was opened in 1934. It is a colorful and unique outdoor food market patronized by housewives and motion picture stars. It is the world’s largest market.” (Not anymore, but it’s still bustling.)
For my 10th birthday, I received a postcard-based card, in which Mrs. Hart wrote something of a fable:
In second grade, Mrs. Hart wrote us all personal birthday poems, which we memorized and recited for the class. In a miniature card, Mrs. Hart also wrote me a poem for my 7th birthday. It was my first year at a new school that opened my eyes to so many things, so I love this poem most of all:The little bird flew in the door
Unsure of what she’d find,
She fluttered very daintily
Disturbed no thing of mine.
There she found a seed so sweet
A new sensation beneath her feet,
And yet the room was quite unlike
Her world of trees and berries bright.
She trilled her voice so loud and clear
And sang of things she knew,
And learned that there is something true
Inside this tiny room.
And one fine day she flew away
Her wings soared through the air,
She sang to those she met and loved
They always knew she cared!
I used to look at this fairy card from Suzan so much, I was compelled to add my own embellishments:Speaking of embellishment, there’s never any doubt about the sender when a Toby sticker collaged envelope arrives in the mail:As a wee snail, my friend Leela wanted to grow up to be a greeting card artist. I think she already was one:As for this year, one of my fabulous birthday cards came from pun master Alexandra: