Today, I sent two pieces of mail:
A Postcrossing card to Germany, showing an old Disney still from Pinocchio. I was on my way home from Boston at the time, and mailed it from a mailbox somewhere in Connecticut.
I also sent a birthday card to a friend in Kansas City, mailing it from a mailbox in my neighborhood after I arrived home. The card showed a cat eating pizza in outer space. Because, well, why not?
And here is a link to my blog, in case you want to see that pizza-eating space cat. Because, well, who wouldn’t?