Yesh, keeping on top of letter writing can be a wee bit on the difficult side sometimes. I don't know how it happens but there always seems to be a letter or three waiting for me when I get back from sipping tea in my tree while gazing at the sea. (Just had to make a poem outta that!) Mrs. Montoya just walked into our house and walked out again with our white thread and snaps. Oh diggity darn, I guess I can't do any more sewing today!
I already did my share though! I've been sewin' salt bags all morning! Thanks to me the town will stay nice and saltifried. Thanks for thinking I'm a nice person! I say hello back to your piggies. Is there room in your barn for another one? I might send William down for a visit. How are your trolls? Do any of them lurk under the water? Say hello to the cringles, goobabble, montrickles, half-skufafa and wee baby Peder.
Nafy Quack M.