Everybody gets charity cards from me. In recent years I've cut my card list right back to close friends only as the postage has become, frankly, prohibitive.
I have two friends who both, independently, make their own annual hand-drawn and painted cards. One usually does a witty Christmas-themed watercolour involving her animals (by sheer bad luck she lost both of her cats this year, athough they have been succeeded by two very naughty kittens and I'm longing to see what this year's design will be), and one always does a hand-drawn angel engaged in some activity, often topical. I envy them this and every year I think this is the year I will do my own cards, and every year Christmas is upon me before I get around to it. So I'm afraid it's charity cards again.