My wife's shades of greys.

I have posted before some of the wonderful cards that my wife makes for my Aunt who is in a nursing home.  She mails one each weekday (the only time our post office is open for business) and therefore, has to be quite creative when coming up with new ideas.  Sometimes I help her out and make some, mostly using my computer and an AutoCAD program.  And yes, I can insert pictures, etc. into an AutoCAD drawing.  I then print it out on card stock and cut to size.  I cheat, but my wife makes them by hand.  Not only does she draw with her ink pens on the card, but also on the envelope to match.  The drawing on the envelope is like a preview of the card inside.

OK, I suppose you want to see a couple of them.  Being it was just the weekend, she got a couple made up ahead of time.  Here is the first one:

And of course the envelope that goes with it:

 

And another one:

 

 With its envelope:

Now, a picture of the pens that inspired the title to this blog:

 

 

 

 

 

Now, one of these needs mailed today and it needs a poem.  So, I better get busy and write at least one.  What is a card without a verse or two.  By the way, my wife just finished another card, but since I am at the end of writing this posting I am going to be a meanie and not scan and post it.  Yes, like I have said before, I am lazy.  Now, for all you poor souls who have to return to work today, I hope you have a good one.  Just think, to us retired folks, a holiday is just another day; every day is a holiday (grin).  Now, have a great day anyway, you hear?