Happy Mother’s Day from Charlie

You’d think that after all these years I wouldn’t be surprised anymore.  But I always am.  It’s not the flowers or the Mother’s Day greetings that catch me unawares exactly.  It’s the fact that they always arrive on the Friday beforehand, Charlie’s theory being that I’ll have the weekend to enjoy them (and, lately) to share their beauty at our Friday Night Gatheringss.

This year was no exception.  As a matter of fact, though, they were actually exceptional in that they were OH SO fragrant!  I’m not sure what Nansen’s secret is.  You hardly ever get the benefit of a flowery scent with posies from the florist these days.  So, a double thankyou, my beloved Charlie!!!

USPO Package Notice

It wasn’t until the next day, just about noontime, that I checked my email and saw this note from Bonus Daughter Marta: Just want to let you know that there should be a package from me waiting for you at the post office.  I hope you are able to pick it up before this upcoming Mother’s Day!   

And, don’t you know that our Oysterville Post Office is only open half a day (no matter what day of the week it is, except Sunday) so I missed it entirely.  I only hope there was nothing perishible in it…  Marta is known for her exotic food choices from Trader Joe’s so my fingers are crossed!  And I’ll be there first thing tomorrow, you betcha!

My Mother, Dale Espy Little – a few years before we made one another’s acquaintence! (1932?)

All-in-all, I think this Mother’s Day has been stretched beyond recognition!  I wish I could stretch it a little farther than Oysterville so it could include my own dear mother…  Actually, I’m pretty sure it does reach her if loving thoughts count!