After Work

I came home tonight and parked under an oak tree.

Branches hung low and I noticed the acorns are beginning to form.

Further up I saw one of my dear Mourning Doves.

She was preening and even managed a yawn,

which I wasn't quick enough to photograph.

Upon checking my mail, I found a note from V!

She has returned from her vacation in Northern Norway

and was thoughtful enough to send me the prettiest postcard.
I must get better at sending postcards, they are such fun to receive.

Her photos and description of the Midnight Sun are magical.

Welcome back, dear friend.

You were well missed.