Love letter

Dearest Linda.

Life is so much better than the last time I wrote you. The weather was getting me down. My doctor said that its mostly a seasonal thing. I guess it happens to everyone, but it feels like you're alone when it begins.

I'm so jealous of the hot air balloon ride you've been on. The very fact that you were going straight for the cliff wall and then the fire took you right over it. So scary but extremely thrilling.

I sat at the window watching the sparrows flying around, playing in the trees. Making their little sparrow sounds. They're such pleasant creatures. I know they're your favourite.

I also placed a hummingbird feeder out thinking they'd love it. Although they do find it fun and clearly enjoy the sugar. One of the neon orange ones has taken it upon itself to control who can suck from its nectar. Something I've never seen before from Hummingbirds. I didn't think they were so territorial. Then again, aren't we all. I'm not going to fill it once its empty. What do you think. What would you do lover of all creatures?

Today waking up was nice. I smelled your scent on the pillow next to me, a few tears came into my eyes. They were tears of happiness.

Music has been my saviour. Thanks to you I have all those records of the great jazz artists of our time. Oh how they make me move. Clara and I dance around the living room. Sometimes its the only way I can make her go to sleep. Thank you.

Please take care. Tell Jeremy I say hi. So nice of you to meet up.

Hope all is well.

I love you more than myself sometimes. Which is a nice feeling. Because i love myself a lot.

Love,
Yours,

Lilou