Irises are such a vivid reminder of Dr. Mac, who grew them next door in yellow, peach and every shade of purple. So when I saw these beautiful blooms Saturday morning along the Greenway, I sure did think of my beloved neighbor. It occurred to me later that maybe it's not one-sided. Maybe he was thinking of me and wanted to make sure I knew.
When is the last time you found a personal note peeking out of your mailbox? From someone who gathered paper, pen or laptop (and thoughts) and focused solely on dear, wonderful you? Well, there will always be correspondence to open here. Love letters from life, written just for you.