Postcards are basically the only thing I’ve ever collected.
It’s an ideal collection, really—small enough not to take up much space, pretty to look at, full of memories.
As a kid, I collected postcards from a couple places I’d been, and random places other people had been. I had one from a trip an aunt took, one from a family vacation in the Wisconsin Dells, one that my grandma had sent to my mom.
I tucked them away in a little box and would pull them out to look at in great detail, mesmerized by these exotic places around the globe, entire cities summarized by little cards with a sentence or two on the back.
For our wedding, we had custom Scottsdale postcards made, and we used them as escort cards. We had a poster-sized version made as well, to hang in our home.
Now, whenever we go somewhere, even for a quick weekend trip, I always grab a few postcards. I usually send one to my in-laws and parents, and sometimes to my nieces and nephews for more interesting places. Even if I don’t end up mailing them on short trips, I will hand deliver them when we get home.
There’s something very romantic about sending a piece of your story to someone, and I imagine all these little bits of my travels spreading out across the globe.
They accumulate in desk drawers and bookshelves and recycling bins, and maybe if you found them all, you could stitch them together into a complete story, but probably not. It would be impossible to try.
So, in our home, I’ve been searching for a creative way to incorporate my postcard collection in the design, with some kind of display or something. I’m still hunting for just the right idea, but here are a few inspiration images I’ve found that I’m considering in the process: