Tuesday, March 27, 2012
There are times when we just need a quiet start to the day and today is one of those for me. Sunshine and shadows resting on my morning tea time. A small book to read, 1929 advice on the etiquette of letter writing. Sound advice even for today, but letters seem to be a thing in the past for many. We email, and chat on the cell. Missing out on the thrill of getting the mail only to discover a hand written letter. Perhaps today I will write a letter or two. Yes, I think I will.
It is a silent sort of morning, sitting next to the wood stove in my rocker, watching the birds outside my windo...