On Dec. 14 I lost my ready-to-be-mailed Christmas cards in the Cadboro Bay Village parking lot. With mad fury, I retraced my steps and lingered about as the kind and patient staff from the shops checked their lost and found. No cards.
Eventually, I left dreary and dizzy. Imagine my delight late that afternoon when most of them appeared at my doorstep, some decorated with tire marks. Two days later, another one was sitting on the railing, moist, marbled and mailable.
I’m uplifted and filled with a great desire to say thank you to the wonderful people who took the time to deliver them to me. Do drop by for a cuppa.