I was standing by Hazel, our 1930s letterpress, this morning and thinking about how much history she’s seen. There is something so grounding about the rhythm of a machine that’s been pressing ink into paper for nearly a century. Some of our tools clearly used over and over again. It's anyone's guess how many hands have touched these tools.
In a world of instant notifications, we often forget that a handwritten note is one of the few things we can still physically hold. It’s a "tangible manifestation of our feelings" that outlasts any text or DM.
If you’ve been meaning to reach out to someone, maybe this is your sign. Whether it’s a quick "thinking of you" or a long-overdue thank you, the paper makes your words special.
