I got to thinking how we touch one another's lives. A book recommendation, a shared recipe, notification of a local art exhibition, or perhaps even anothers' little piece of art hanging on a wall in our home. How many of us have a little piece of Pia's and Molly's hard work sitting in our homes? Their pages held in our hands. I wonder where in the world my postcards might be perched. It seems the relative anonymity of blogging, where many miles exit between us, is quite easily and often brought much closer to home.