It seemed like a simple sharing of fun after Summer posted for the 100th time on her blog, to comment about something I’d like in a box of treasures.
I sure didn’t expect to win.
Even less did I anticipate the care and effort Summer would expend, with the help of her husband and daughter.
This week a UPS truck stopped out front. I’ve been pet-sitting Laddy, a 15-year-old Pomeranian with a crooked spine and endearing wee face. He shared the couch with me as I grabbed a moment for reading. The doorbell rang.
Laddy and I opened the box. He was excited. Really.
We found a smaller box, with a cool, foreign stamp on the lid. It said the treasures inside were from Edmonds Beach.
Next appeared a notepad. No, a painting pad. Oh, my, I'll need to work on unearthing some artistic flair. Or I'll just have fun experimenting. And how did she know I love butterflies?
And then, so amazing, a book. Poetry. Summer reading made complete by Summer's thoughtfulness.
Thanks so much!