It had been an uninteresting dark and gloomy Monday, that last day of November. The front yard was being dug up by the people putting in my gas line, my beloved but unwell Maple tree had been cut down to nothing leaving a suburban, barren feel to everything. I received an unexpected visit from one of my favourite people, the UPS man. So much love and hope in a dull brown uniform. He looked like Eddie Murphy and went nuts when I went nuts- never apparently having been received with such excitement. I knew it had to be a gift but what and from whom? Continue reading →