November 25th, 1904
Dear you,
Posting this to you from an island completely unbeknownst to me, one with a distinct air of the strange. I landed here quite by mistake and rather like it.
I managed to procure the charming wooden box you can see on the front of this postcard (which looks for all the world as though snails have been nibbling at it. An edge formed by a deckle? Looks more like an edge formed by hungry gastropods.)
With damp feet and missing you more than you know,
X
(Postcard image title: Found at long last.)
