Just Three More Weeks in Oxford, and 100 More Postcards

Here's the thing: as I was cleaning out my desk on Thursday, I found stacks and stacks of beautiful postcards, none of which (obviously) were ever sent. I had some sort of aphasia with sending postcards. Maybe it's the whole two-step process, in which you have to buy the stamp as well as the card. This is difficult for some people, like myself, to remember.

So I think that everyone on my address list is going to recieve about four postcards apiece in the next four weeks. It's on my to-do list. But that's another story.