Sometimes it feels like the only ones up in the wee dark hours of morning are me and Iris. As I walk the dog at 6am before heading off to my early morning networking meetings I think of my teenaged cousin Oliver who delivers newspapers in his small English town. Yes, kids still deliver newspapers in some places. Not in Vancouver. In Vancouver grown ups drive the newspapers around. When did that start happening? If that’s not a kid’s job anymore, what do the city kids here do for their first job?

Today’s letter is for Oliver and his sister. And below is a bonus shot of Iris in the dark.