6.60 USD
*Damaged Card*
When little Celeste grew up and reached the grand old age of ninety-three, was this a moment she would sometimes visit in her memories?
Did she think of Baby-Doll who loved peeking out through the greenery, or the little tiger and the Spanish dancer who performed together in the circus when Celeste wasn't cuddling them?
She could never forget old Jacques, of course. He was dear Mémé's brother, and almost as proud of the flowers he grew in the garden as he was of his great mustaches!
Paulette the cook, who was from a little village in Limousin, could slice up a few crisp apples from the back orchard, perhaps even some of those she was carrying in her basket on that very day, and with eggs and a little flour, butter, sugar and cream, create a thing of magic, a breakfast feast she called clafoutis.
Jeanette, the housekeeper, was a stickler about wiping feet and washing hands, but her bark was always worse than her bite. When her only son was taken from her in the Great War (some years after this photo was taken), she lost her sight from the shock of it and nearly died of grief. Mémé insisted, as Jeanette had no family of her own, that she remain with them in the old house, and so she did.
Could little Celeste, at ninety-three, still smell the fresh cuttings of the green things in that long ago garden and hear the gentle murmuring of the golden bees? I like to think so, and at the very least that she still remembered me. I was a constant friend, called only "Wooly Dog" and you can find me in the lower left corner of this picture. I was suffering in exile that day, muzzled, and accused of attacking the little grey tabby cat who was sleeping in Mémé's lap. The charges were false, of course! It wasn't me, but the tiger. Celeste always took his part over mine :)
This wonderful, wonderful French RPPC, quite possibly a one of a kind image, has a small tear in from the upper edge (to the left of center), and a couple of pin holes too.
We don't usually buy seriously damaged cards for the shop, but sometimes such a card insists on being shared with our friends and customers.
After our costs, and at the price, we pretty much break even, give or take fifty cents, and it's certainly worth the sharing :)
Please examine our high res scans for detail.
The item you are considering for purchase is, unless otherwise noted, a vintage postcard of approximately 5 and 1/2, by 3 and 1/2 inches. Postage is for fully-insured, first class shipping in a secure photo mailer (to avoid any damage to your purchase in the mails), and we happily combine shipping on all paper goods. If you purchase two cards, we will not charge for postage on the second card, and when you purchase three or more cards from us at the same time, your shipping will be entirely free, except for international orders which, because of increases in international shipping rates will still be charged one card's shipping fees on orders of three or more. We do not charge for insurance or shipping materials, and as of the date of this listing are still charging below our overall cost on shipping.
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