Last weekend I went a-brunching at Wendy’s house and a friend of hers was there who is in a fairly new relationship. Very early into this  new union she had to go out of town to work for an extended period of time, so they “courted” in a sense, through emails which she referred to as love letters. She’s now contemplating the ways they can keep that tradition or something like it alive and well when they are in the same town. How would you do it?

Of course I’m pushing for actual love letters, like the one below from an old soul who packs a punch with few words. Yes, that says “and sprouts”: