Fantastic collages--they knocked my sox off.
Next come the latest crushed cans from Erni, always a thrill, and in this group the one at the upper right especially kills me. It is so flat--flatter than usual--and some of it seems to be missing in the crushedness, almost as though it has been chewed by a monster. I'm guessing it was attacked by a mountain lion on the streets of Hamburg:
Erni posted a photo of a big box of discards he came across in his wanderings and said he was sending me one item from the box. I said Good, so long as it's not that "Baby Names" book on top. After all, I'm not planning any babies. Tragically, that's exactly what he was sending me. It was the rudest thing I did anywhere that day. Of course, Erni knows potential when he sees it, and the book turned out to be "New, Historical, Ancient & Mystical Best Exotic Baby Names"--full of great text and tidbits for use in mail art, as you can see:
Here is the whole collection that arrived that day, wrapped individually as presents. What a guy. Thank you again, Erni!
(Ack, out of image space, am posting in first comment.)