The house began the morning beautifully, the plants bright and moist, Frida playful, the square out front green and lush.

I opened all the windows for the air to circulate, for the white light of the day to come in. I felt good for being here and missed you to drink orange juice with and share Boníssima’s bread (I froze some for when you get back).

Last night was great, among very dear friends. We thought about you. I hope that yours was also good. And that the day after tomorrow, on your birthday, you begin your new private year with all the world’s love. I’ve already received mine, in advance.

2010 began all anew, and the promising, happy novelty is a gift.

Warmest regards from your pal, kk