Maria has a cold so I got up early to do the morning chores. It was a sweet morning, very cold, very bright, very  beautiful, and it was like a ballet out. The chickens came running to eat yesterday’s garbage, Mother was prowling around, Meg was all over the place, riding donkeys, prowling the feeder, and the dogs rushed in for their morning meal. I loved the farm this morning, it was so peaceful and beautiful and I am pleased that you can come long with me and see.