Husband's Letters: Dear Mrs. Loerke, just the other day you held up one of our heirloom tomatoes and told me it tasted like the sun. I don’t even know what that means but I like it. Dear 239 Days Left of PA School, you have come so far from 1,020 days. Pretty soon you will be no more and I’m happy to say, I will not miss you. Dear Couples, I never knew how much fun tacos, babies, ping-pong, dance parties, and rap-offs were until last night. So blessed to have friends who refresh us with laughter. Dear Little, your new hair cut reminds me of a willow tree with all of its flowing layers. You are more beautiful than the foliage of the Fall.
HAPPY FREAKIN WEEKEND!
A question from the "Mr": What do you love most about Fall?