Spring and a young person's fancy….

The sun is out and my letter carrier is arriving impressively early these days. I hope it's so that she can have more time to chat with her policeman friend, who can now go about on his Harley again without danger of being soaked.

And really, what could be better, or more delicious, than having my letters delivered and my security assured by a pair of lovers? The gods would envy anyone with such luck.

Gratitude is definitely in order.