Dear Hannah,

You don’t know me and I am pretty sure that you never will. I have never met you but I feel compelled to write you a little note. Nigh on a decade ago you lived in the same place that I now live married to a man who works for the same company that my husband does. You and I share a love for growing plants and I would like to thank you for all the work that you did to our yard. I so enjoy the huckleberries, kiwi berries, cherries, peaches, apples, pears, grapes, plums and blackberries that you so carefully placed in the yard. The “secret garden” though still a mess is such a fine little spot.

I have to admit, Hannah, that there are many times when I grumble against you. Unlike you, I have a job and cannot devote my existence to keeping down weeds and maintaining things in their best growing condition. And I do not know well how to care for all of the variety of plants that inhabit our yard (Confession- I don’t even know what most of them are). Today, after weeding for well over an hour without even being able to tell that I did weed was one of those grumbling days. But among the grumbles I really do appreciate you. So thank you and please know that all your hard work did not go to waste.

Sincerely,

Megan