I saw this recently on the road into Joyce, a tiny community west of Sequim. The box says “Air Mail.”
I can’t remember the last time I saw a letter with red and blue stripes around its border and “Air Mail” printed below the stamp. But the box made me laugh and the memory of air mail letters takes me back to long ago days when I had pen pals in far away places.
Marvelous. I love things like this that make you crack a smile or laugh unexpectedly.
Your picture of a flying pig weathervane had the same effect.
Thanks for making me LAUGH!
Hahahahahaha!
Well now that’s peculiar!
That’s great!!
I had almost forgotten about the blue airmails. Now I’m wondering when they stopped.
Your caption is right on the mark! Rural mailboxes can be very inventive. Another good theme!
That’s hysterical – great find on your part.
Great imagination. I remember the air mail days too – and deciding which letter warranted the little bit of extra postage to send it by air mail, or let it take a bit longer and save a few pennies. I was always excited when I got an air mail letter.
Gee, the folks in Joyce have quite a sense of humor. Or, Joyce is the home of the insane asylum. It could be either.