How many of us have sat enthralled with a fountain pen in hand, watching the ink flow from the metal nib of the exquisite pen? How fancy our writing seemed, didn’t it? Like authors from another era we wanted our words to match the elegance of the pen, our drawings to echo the fine lines which the fountain pen hinted might be attained.
This blog, however, is not an ode to the fountain pen.
No, it is an ode to a human being with the “pen name” of fountainpen. A blog reader who chanced upon Opening the door, walking outside back this autumn.
And can you, by chance, imagine why I am singing the praises of this reader?
Yes, indeed, Ms. Fountainpen took in upon herself to cruise back through the 365-day outdoor commitment blog and discover at least one photograph per month that looked appealing. Then she had them made into little notecards for this blog-author (who writes via computer and not fountainpen.)
Isn’t that an incredible gift? A wonderful gesture from a person who only stumbled upon the blog a couple of months ago? I am so utterly impressed. My mom and dad got the first notecard earlier this week. My daughter received the second. (Chris, you’ll get yours later this month!) I want to send them to everyone, just to show them this neat present.
You know what I was thinking about today? Fountainpen’s generosity made me want to share more gifts with people, more thank-yous, more love. How often do we follow through with “random acts of kindness”? I try to do this often…but how many times do well-meaning plans for sharing go on the back-burner because of busy-ness or sluggishness or forgetfulness?
Thank you, Ms. Pen, for opening your heart and walking forth in the world with generosity. Thank you all you other friends and family and blog readers who have done the same over the last year with cards and phone calls and books and little gifties.
I love it how we can encourage and share and inspire one another!
**And this gets even better–she wants me to pick twelve more of my favorite photos from the blog (with its appropriate month) and email them to her. Will miracles never cease? 🙂