When Things Come Back to You

Good news!
If you look back at this post, and the end of this one, you'll be happy to read that the saga of Lily's childhood matryoshka collection has a happy ending. The package containing them wasn't stolen from my doorstep, it was sent back to my mother, who has sent it back to me. I opened the package today, and I'm really happy to be reunited.
This one was my first, and remains my favorite.
She's also going to serve as my Picture-A-Day, taken this afternoon in my office.

Listening to The Black Pine.