Well hell, mine looks like crap now...oh well, might as well forge on ahead.
6-21-06: Dear mother, I am writing to let you know that I got a plot of land to build my new home on! All the nice places were taken or too expensive, so I ended up settling in the desert. I feel a little like a pioneer! It's a bleak area, but nobody ever said this would be easy, right? At least I have the birds for company. They're strange, tool. Unlike anything I've ever seen. They're sort of like vultures, but fat and round. I'll continue to write and let you know how things are going. Love, your son.
7-28-06: Dear mother, my new house is finished! I can't believe how fast it went. It was tough, especially considering the tools I had to work with. It's small, but it's cozy and comfortable. I wasn't sure what I was going to do for water at first, but what luck I had! A travelling man who finds water for a living showed up one day as I was working on the roof! He used a funny forked stick and told me there was a spring right under my land! We drilled a well and now I have all the fresh water I want!
8-10-06: Dear Mother, the strangest thing happened today. A woman from up the road came to my home and told me that if I kept living here, evil things would happen! It was very frightening! But of course, you raised me better than to believe in witches and goblins and other superstition. I'm sure she's just got some old folk's disease of the mind. I'm still a bit shaken up though. I think I'll make myself some tea and take a hot bath. I'll write you later. Love, your son.
PS. I planted that shrub you sent me! We'll see how it does out here.