Wednesday, 1 July 2009

Rednesday: Number Six

I went for a three hour bush walk with Z and a friend of his yesterday. The halfway point was a visit to the house we lived in before this one.

This is our old letter box. I came home from Melbourne one afternoon and PJ had painted and stuck the number on it.

And this is the greeting I once wrote inside for our postman.

1 comment:


This is like a movie to me. that you have one particular postman called Greg and he always brings you exiting letters.
I like the way you live there Meg.