Dear friend,
The moonberries are especially sweet this week.
Pip says it’s because we’ve had extra fireflies.
I think it’s because Tula finally stopped worrying about whether her drum was too small.
She sat beside the pond tonight tapping softly:
Be brave.
Be kind.
Be you.
And do you know what happened?
The crickets sang along.
Love,
Tula πΈ

