Honey Darling,
Everyday I think I’ll surely be able to take things a little easier and every day I have more to do than ever. Today I cut the grass and why, oh why did we have to have such a big yard. I want you to see to it that our yard is only what you can conveniently mow. I had been putting it off for days and days and now it was long and very hard to get the mower to work right. It looks a lot better which is quite a satisfaction.
After that I planted two rows of corn in the garden and did various chores. Now I’m waiting my turn in the tub, and I’m sure that when I’ve had a nice warm bath I shall not have to be naked to sleep this night.
Tomorrow I am taking Sam to the show to see “Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs”. I have an appointment with the dentist and I’ll take them to the movie and leave them and then go back for them when it is over. I’m taking Patsy Waite too. She is older and very dependable and could skip the dentist and see the show but guess I had better go and do my duty even though it is a painful one.
I am planning to get up early and try to sneak enough cherries for a pie away from the robins and black birds that eat them as soon as they begin to turn. I bet we don’t get a pint and I think the tree had about a bushel on it when the birds began on them. Maybe I need some one to shoot a few birds or some thing to make them stop.
I wish you would be very honest and tell me if chit chatty letters about my trivial doings bore you because I have nothing else to write about if I write every day. I wish you would try to find time for a letter a little more often. I don’t seem to be getting very many and they mean so much.
All my love,
Page,
P.S. For some reason this one just didn’t get mailed Saturday. I’m sorry but I didn’t discover it until I sat down tonight to write another one. I’m sending them both anyway.
Love,
Page.