Mailbox Admiration

I'm not sure what exactly it is about mailboxes, but I have a fondness for them. Especially ones that are along a country road, or decorated prettily for the upcoming season or a holiday. 

I guess they kind of make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside when I see just the right kind of one. 
Maybe it's because I get a glimpse of memories of the days when I used to wait so expectantly for a letter from a relative, a pen pal or my best friend, or for cards at Christmas and my birthday.

Maybe they give me a feeling of down home, true America when life was much simpler, when families and friends stayed close through good old fashioned correspondence no matter how far apart they were. 
 Having a letter in your hand, reading it over and over, and knowing it traveled miles just to be delivered especially for you..... well, that's just something you can't replace with a text message or an email. 
There's something so special about having a tangible letter from someone, knowing they wrote it with their own hand because you're special to them. And you have that letter, in its envelope for years to come.... 

I have an old shoe box with letters such as that. And they're priceless to me. 

Yes, perhaps that's why I love mailboxes so much. ☺


  1. I love this post, Kimberly Marie! Beautiful pictures! I could not agree more. I too have shoe boxes of letters I have kept over the years and they are some of my most treasured keepsakes.

    1. Thank you, Janet! It's so nice to have this interest and love of letters in common! I have to tell you that I've been more of a silent reader these past few months of your posts on your blog, and have enjoyed them so much! Will have to stop by and leave you with a few of my thoughts on all that's been going on in your world!


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