He sent me three heads of home-grown garlic, a photo of autumn in his neck of the woods and a CD with music I swoon to.
How can anyone know me this well?
I must find a way there.
P.S. I am trying my hand at mozzarella-cheesemaking again. Since my first one-gallon batch failed pretty miserably, I'm going for a two-gallon batch. (*eye roll at myself*)