Postcards

For most of this garden's life I wrote into a room I could not see into. Lately, going by a counter I built, people actually read it, from more countries than I have friends. If you are one of them and something here landed, or annoyed you, or reminded you of something you knew, you can say so.

I read every postcard, and I put up the ones worth keeping. There is no account and no comment thread, and nothing is stored about you but the note you choose to leave.