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Arlington, Va.
15 Apr 1947.

Dear Doris:

We are recovering from a very strenuous weekend on the part of Dad particularly.  He trimmed up the honeysuckle, sprayed the peaches, dug in the garden and did all the disagreeable things about the house that he hates, - instead of going to the beach as he wanted.  But he is partially repaid, - he was in town yesterday, he has to come back at noon to correct papers at Civil Service, and tomorrow night is palaeontological meeting and the next day in town again.  Maybe it will be nice enough to go to the beach this weekend. 

It has been raining most of yesterday and now the green things have shot up.  My tulip buds have suddenly appeared, the roses are all leafed out.    As yet the daffies are still blooming and those hyacinth buds are all turning out to be pink purple.  The lilacs are coming along fast too. You won't have yours until a month later.  I suppose the maples are just about reddening around you.

Sophie is working very hard.  She says, "If only I can pull thru the next 2 months!"   She has lost about 15 lbs compared with last spring.   But how can one take 3 graduate courses and work all day and not lose!  I think she wants to take a course in French which she has never had, this summer at G.W. too.  She is very anxious to complete her work for a master's degree by next year.  She has a thesis to write up a revision of a group of neuroptera, but that won't be called for until next year.

Fred S. is coming out this Thursday evening to supper. I shall have to scratch around for something. Meats are going higher and higher. Everything seems out of sight. Even the cat's kidney is up to 34¢ a lb. So I found spring herring which he loves at 10¢, maybe we shall have that, but not for poor Fred.

How did your dance go? I thought of you.  Love, Mother.