That finest of bloggers, Tess Kincaid, and I have always thought that there was an element of synchronicity about our blogging activities. We share a love of dusty old books and tattered old photographs and I can so often relate to the sentiments she expresses so magnificently in her wonderful poetry. But a couple of weeks ago when I posted a piece entitled "Swaying His Legs Like A Pair Of Woolen-Coated Pendulums", and Tess quite independently posted a poem which included the lines "but sleeps rolled / in a ball, a pendulum steeped-quick / and pulled-out, like a teabag", it seemed to be stretching chance a little too far. So we decided on a little experiment. We agreed that the following weekend we would both buy a picture postcard which somehow represented our thoughts at that particular time and mail the cards to each other. We agreed to post (on our blogs) the received cards and let others decide the exact balance between sheer chance and synchronicity. So here is the card that arrived through my postbox in a remarkable three days.
In order to properly judge the results of the experiment you will need to see my card which, hopefully, Tess will be posting on her blog later today. You can make you own judgments but it is interesting that whilst Tess posted a card which seemed to tell of an American girl going to France, I posted a book cover which told the story of an American girl (Lee Miller) who went to France. Perhaps, if you dig deep enough, you will always find connections, especially when people share the same interests. But maybe, on that cold February weekend, those thought patterns somehow managed to span the wide Atlantic. Irrespective of the degree of synchronicity, the experiment was enormous fun and gave birth to a new hybrid form of blogging ("blog-carding", perhaps) which incorporates the satisfying solidity of pen, ink, card and stamp with the ability to share the results with many people. I look forward to repeating the exercise with other of my blogger friends in the near future.