Even in our advanced-techno society, receiving a letter in the mail is a treat. There's something about seeing your name and address in print on something that's not asking for
money. And it's an extra bonus if it's hand-written.
Because I fell in love with this row of mailboxes, each one representing an individual household, I couldn't bring myself to simply rent a P.O. box. Trekking down the twisty-turny dirt road, firmly grasping the bent metal handle, pulling down the little door, and peering into the cavernous box is a daily ritual I thoroughly enjoy. It's a let-down if the box is empty...but there's always tomorrow.
simple joy: a row of mailboxes