My Photographer's Special Day

Today is my photographer's birthday.  Number 28.  When I opened the box at the end of my driveway after work today it was stuffed with a newspaper, two magazines, two bills, and a birthday card from Gary K. to Kari.  I tossed the newspaper, magazines, and bills into the trash and asked Kari to open her card.  She found this:

I would expect nothing less from Dr. K...