Sunday, May 25, 2008

Come rain or snow...




Mailboxes. Even though email seems to be prevailing as the common way to have long conversations and even receive bills, there still is a thing out there that we receive junkmail and the occasional birthday or thoughtful card in, called a mailbox. Black, white, plastic, rusted metal, held up by old transmission lines, encased in brick with a very small opening in the front and a lock in the back for extremists and even the occasional fishing lure, James, mailboxes are out there. Here are a few from my work areas in Tennessee. Yes that is a snake hanging from the lower one.

2 comments:

pacemaker said...

those are so cool, I bet that helps make the day more interesting. Just when it looks kind of bleak for sales you look up and there's fish for a mailbox, can't complain about that!
Love you all, good to talk to you yesterday!

Adam said...

Hey, it's good to see you are blogging again...especially since we can't seem to get a hold of one another over the phone.

Those are pretty cool mail boxes. You should post pictures of your apartment, and your nearby surroundings.