I came home from the grocery store tonight and saw this as I turned the corner and came around to the stairs leading up to my apartment:
That's right. It's a bouquet of flowers. (What you can't see is that they were standing up against my door, in a water bottle that had been cut in half. That's my bad for having poor photography skillz.)
As I walked up the stairs, I noticed that there were little pink spots all over my door:
How sweet are my brother Spencer and his wife, Brea? I love them!
Here, I'll show you a smattering of the notes up close: