Mail, Now and Later – elsie tries writing

Mail, Now and Later

Sitting at my desk, I have a view down my street. I hear it before I see it. Rrrrrummmmble, silence, rrrrrummmmble, silence, the mail truck begins its journey up my street. It has six stops before my mailbox. It’s a quick trip to get the mail at the end of the driveway, I don’t grab … Continue reading Mail, Now and Later