The world around me was still celebrating when I started scanning all cards received on New Years Eve. Quite pathetic, isn´t it ? I guess that´s the price I am allowed to pay for my complete and sometimes out of control addiction. Right now the world is hunging around with a look of a total hungover and I am writing postcards and creating my very first blog ever. I am still not sure what it´s going to look like but I am sure I will have to learn a lot.
One of my oldest postcards for a good begining. Sent by my mother from Bulgaria in 1971. A very special one as she died just 6 months later.