This week's Sunday Stamps theme is faraway (or exotic, romantic). Well, all places seem faraway and exotic to me, though some more so than others. But, I decided to go with what I think of as my first, or most lingering (in spite of the sometimes appalling leaders) exotic faraway place. I have had a fascination with Russia for many years, though I've no idea where this came from.
I could say it had something to do with the Cold War, or the space race, or even the Olympics, but I don't think so.
That would be where I heard about Russia - except it was called the Soviet Union then - and really, it was Imperial Russia that held my interest. Or it could have come from Dr Zhivago, but I think that might have just furthered my romantic notion of Russia.
a Dacha, anyone?
By the time Baryshnikov had defected and I was studying Russian history in high school, I was saving up for a trip to St Petersburg. By the time I was 30, I knew that wasn't going to happen, not with my poorly paying career choices. So I bought coffee table books instead.
And dreamed of The Kirov
I was so excited to get this mini sheet from a generous postcrosser