This morning on our walk my friend Nancy said she received a notice from her mail carrier (possibly the same one? We live a few blocks away from each other) telling her that unless she cut her roses back, mail delivery to her casa would be stopped, too.
Nancy had much the same reaction as I did. She thought about uprooting her bushes and leaving them on the walk so that the mail person had to step over them. But in the end she cut them back. The next day the mail carrier left her a note that said, "YOU'RE AWESOME!"
I'd like to state for the record that although I cut back my lavender, I received no such glowing affirmation from the P.O. Possibly because I left all that dead lavender in a heap by the mailbox?
In other news, here's this week's column. It's sort of weird not to say "Have a nice weekend" after I link these days. Still getting used to the Wednesday slot . . .
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My favorite line: "...being selected to travel to Moscow to meet Boris Yeltsin over breakfast." Smug overachievers---who needs them?
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