For probably the 3rd time in recorded history, I am caught up on my letter writing. Whoa. Did you feel that? The earth shifted. My adorable letter holder Herbie the Hedgehod stands empty and I assume exhuberant that he is for once not bending under the weight of paper and whitty banter.
He was a gift from my great pal Stephanie when she and her family were living in Japan (she found the coolest stuff there).
When I made my big announcement on Facebook, a few friends lamented that they wished they got mail….well…..
This is definitely my idea of a fabulous morning. A cup of coffee, some light music in the background and awesome letters to respond to. I love it. Both my mailbox and I are all the better for it.