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Thursday 25 March 1909
Oh what a nasty mudy raining
slopy weather, ground bare with
dirty patchs of snow; brook running
like a mill dam. Ray wants to go
over the river but cant cross for weather
and danger of getting in, so he and V
are boat building in the shop. Sr mending
old harness in kitchen. I should think
the harness mending would sometime be
done but it goes on the year around.
Tis 9 am jsut through with dishes, knives, forks,
pots, pans, pails & sundries. Now I have
to go immediately and pick over beans
for dinner, a very interesting job. So
here goes I. Well beans are cooking.
Wellie crossed over the ice from us a
year ago to day. We watched him as long as
we could him a little black dot away
on the other shore. V went across with im.
last night dreamed of Will and Harry Watson