In the village we are moving to, in North Carolina, the mailman does NOT deliver to the house.
Instead, we walk across the park:
to the mail kiosk:
Cute no?
We find our box:
And if there’s a package we get a key to one of these larger boxes, left in our regular box!
And as we exit and head home, across the park, here is what we see:
And today, as a special treat, I went for an afternoon swim. The water, the sun, the temperature: all were perfect.
Not bad, not bad at all!
