Snail Mail

This morning, a headline in our daily newspaper caught my eye - "Canada Post will deliver $1B annual loss by 2020, report says". The article attributes the losses to our increasing reliance on electronic communication, (which of course, is not news to us.) It is a changing world, indeed. I suspect that soon these red boxes will go the way of the red phone booths in London, England. But, I'll have at least one photo to show the grand kids how we used to communicate by mailing letters.
The stop sign in the photo seems appropriate in that it gives us pause to reflect on the pros and cons of changes in our communication. There's something about electronic communication that adds pressure to respond immediately, not always good for our stress levels. And I do love to receive the occasional card or letter the "old-fashioned" way. Generally, though, I much prefer our modern era of instant communication, world-wide. When I first began to communicate by email with my longest-time writer friend, it was hard to figure out what this new "letter" was. She aptly named it "chitter". You do not usually take the time to compose it as you would a letter, and it's not exactly chatting as you would on a phone, though there is this element of a two-way conversation because it is instant. So, we got used to it and I still enjoy her "chitter"!
Enough of being philosophical. It was a dreary, dull day and it seems the best things to photograph are brightly colored objects. It was either the red mail box or the neon lime green truck at a dealership.