in the mailbox

Our postman, Dennis, looks too frail to deliver the mail. Extremely skinny, with stooped shoulders, thick glasses, scant grey hair, and a matching wispy moustache, he cheerfully walks his route carrying a ginormous mail bag in all kinds of weather. Occasionally, he knocks on my door to use the phone or the facilities. Never a word of complaint, he shares news of the neighborhood, his wife of forty-some years, and his many nieces and nephews.

I like him even better, when he delivers darling surprises in the mail...

Kim, of Musings from Kim K, was kind enough to send a sweet cherry teaset. Be still my heart, it's perfectly pint-sized and just the thing for dolly tea parties aplenty. 

When Elyse, of Tinkered Treasures, heard that our Rosie was ill, she promptly dispatched one of her stellar 'Clothespin Doll Kits'. Cleverly packaged in polka dots, she included everything needed to create sweet clothespin dolls of your own design. Rosie loves every last bit of it, and hesitates to commit to cutting any ribbon for fear of 'using it all up'. 

While Susan, a sweet blog reader, found a darling bluebird house music box adorned with posies. She kindly thought of us, and sent the sweet prize in the mail. Rosie, who longingly admired a music box that Gracie received from Grandma Sis, couldn't believe our good luck. She was thrilled to the tips of her toes.

Thank you so much, my sweet friends.

I'm joining the fun at the following:

Common Ground,  French Country Cottage,  Charm of Home, and  My Romantic Home.