Postcards are great, little fragments of life that somebody felt like sharing. Or brief well wishes. Amazing photo or bad, it doesn’t matter. They’re all great. I like sending postcards, sometimes to people I know, sometimes to random addresses where I hope somebody lives to receive it. Sometimes people send me postcards, which always makes my day. Not long ago I received a couple postcards. Both are “homemade,” the best kind of postcards. They sit on a shelf above me.
If you want a postcard, just ask.