I found this on my front porch Wednesday afternoon.
It’s in a zip bag not to protect us from germs, but to protect the book from rain.
It poured all day Wednesday.
This note was enclosed.
I bought this book as a gift for Meredith on her ninth birthday. She was finishing up a thirteen book series before she started this on. We agreed it sounded interesting and she promised I could borrow it when she finished.
I’m taking a break from photos today. I made it from (approximately) 1915 through 1999 and feel like I deserve a rest.
My plan is to read this book and engage in conversation with her as soon as I’m finished. (I’m hoping about three or four hours, but we’ll see.)
If life was normal, I’d read it and walk up the street to their house, or she’d walk down the street to my house and we would snuggle up on the sofa with the book and talk talk talk.
But life isn’t normal, so I’ll text her mom and see if she can face time or we can talk. It won’t be the same, but it’s still lovely to share a book with a friend.
This is exactly what I needed today.
Wish me happy reading.
therobynbirdsnest 
❤ How sweet!
Yes ma’am ❤
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What a lovely surprise on your doorstep !
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So cute, so nice, so caring 💖
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What a wonderful thought! X
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