...Country Life:
The UPS guy just arrived and delivered a package. "Dog's harmless," I called to him. "I know he is," he called back. "Hi, Alfie!" he said, and handed him a biscuit. Then he said to me, while I took the package: "Saw you at Dunkin Donuts this morning but you drove away before I could give you the package."
Busted! Yes, I was at Dunkin Donuts this morning. I went to the dump and it was on the way and I was feeling inadequately coffee'ed.
Earlier, the rural mailman came. (Actually, mailwoman, but that didn't look right when I typed it). "I felt so bad when your tulips were blooming that you weren't here to see them," she said. "So I took a picture. I'll leave it in your mailbox tomorrow."
Day lilies!! Over (up?) here on the Hancock County coast, we're nowhere near. Peonies are just buds. I'm thinking of buying a sunlamp for them.
Posted by: Ellen Booraem | June 08, 2009 at 06:11 PM
Okay, I'm convinced...
Ms. Lowry, can I be you when I grow up? I'm 36 :)
Posted by: Anne Costello | June 09, 2009 at 04:55 AM
That post just made me happy to know there are actually places like that still today. There's hope for us all yet.
Posted by: T2 | June 17, 2009 at 07:58 PM