Tuesday, October 25, 2005

wine no. 2

I love receiving postcards. It's very nice to know that somebody buys a postcard and after that stops their life for a while to write a couple of words especially for you.
But after all I like receiving postcards because they say many things about the people who send it.
Today I received a postcard from my friend who spends his holiday in Lisbon. It shows not the monuments or landscape but a fragment of the building. From one window to another there are strings on which the colourful laundry is drying. That's all.
That's fantastic.