What a kind and thoughtful gesture, *Beth*. Time -honored, and considerate!

Our mail was forever being delivered to the same house number, one street over. They'd walk over in the evenings when their young man was still in a stroller, and let him drop it in the mailbox. I'd love to see them again, to see how he grew up. Nice people, always smiling and waving.

I am currently doing a big push as far as organizing goes. I'm looking forward to Spring and Summer, and our return to selling at flea and antique markets. I'm re-purposing this middle room into a proper office (not a slap-dash, half-office, as it was), because I'd like to be ready to be selling online, during the colder months. It feels great to have a vision (and some energy and support) for all of this, at long last.