"What a Wonderful Thing is the Mail, Capable of Conveying Across Continents a Warm Human Hand-clasp"

How nice it was to find these in my box this afternoon, at the end of a rather stressful week.  The one on the left needs no explanation of why I like it so very much, surely! and come to think of it, neither does the other one!  As it happens, the dolphin is the very first card sent by that Postcrosser, who is a young boy in Eastern Europe, "nearly four years old" -- his mother writes the cards for him, but he signed his name very neatly.

It's the little things, sometimes!