By Hand
One Envelope, Addressed in Ink
Most mornings the post brings a catalogue and a bill he had already guessed at. Today there was a single envelope, addressed by hand, and he has carried it as far as the bench by the gate and no further. He means to open it presently; for now the hedge, the cold coffee and the envelope are all of the morning he requires.
9 October 2026
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