I'm over at Cathy's house today. You know, that frozen place up north called
Life on the Muskoka River. She started a wonderful series called "Letter from a friend," recalling the pre-internet times when you would rush to the mailbox and eagerly rip open a letter from a dear friend. It was a cherished way to catch up on each other's news that's sadly gone by the wayside. Stop over and have a cup of tea. I'd tell you to sit on the porch swing but it's covered in snow.
