Merry Christmas

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Here are all the lovely Christmas cards I received this holiday season.

This one is from Dorota in Ireland.

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This one is from Valentina in Malta.

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This one was a nice surprise from Clotilde in France.

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Another surprise from Beatrice from Lithuania.

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This one is from my pen pal Agnieszka in Poland.

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And here’s a delayed birthday card from Agnieszka. ❀

I can’t really think of a proper title… :D

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I wasn’t going to post this one but Ruhan said he’s bored and I’m not providing him with enough reading material, so… Here you are, a reading material. Whole 2 sentences. πŸ˜€

My friend Velislava brought me this card after her summer in Cyprus. And I absolutely love it. On the back it says “I got you this one because it’s pink and cynical.” It’s like it was made specially for me. πŸ˜€

Blog post numero uno

I guess I wanted to write something like an introduction but I don’t really know what to say. It would be weird to welcome my readers; after all – I have none so far. I guess I could think of some deep and serious reason to explain why I’m starting this blog, but there isn’t one. I’m starting this blog just because there a days when I have way too much free time on my hands. I also think that keeping a postcard blog is a great way to keep your collection in order. Well, there is one more reason – recently I’ve been looking through a few other postcard blogs and they looked absolutely awesome and I just wanted to have something like that for myself. :))

Actually this will be my 3rd or 4th attempt of keeping a blog. The other attempts were not very successful. I have to admit that persistence has never been one of my strong sides. πŸ˜€ I hope this time it will be different.

Why a postcard blog? Because I collect postcards. And why I collect them? Because it feels amazing when you see that there’s something waiting for you in the mailbox. And what makes this feeling even greater is the thought that this particular thing waiting in the mailbox has traveled all the way from the other side of the world. Just like any other person, I want to see the world and I hope some day in the not so distant future I’ll have the chance to see it for real. But for now I think the postcards are a decent enough substitute for the real thing. πŸ™‚