It wasn't for me. And it didn't come from Larry or me.
A brightly striped bag was delivered by our mailman today. Larry assumed it was a valentine's gift for me and left it on the table.
But it was for him--a gift from the Silverton Grange for veterans.
Thank you, Silverton Grange. Your thoughtfulness made our evening.
(The beautiful rose in the green vase was Larry's valentine to me. Perfect--no calories and lovely to look at.)