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Stoughton April 25th 1932

Dear Doris
I have just been to supper. I opened a jar of blue berries they did taste delicious + seemed to be swamp cool from down cellar, the juice was thick. Pa refused to eat them but I made him taste + guess he did like them but he never admits anything tastes good to him. he ate a saucer of them.
This has been a funny day the wind is east + towards night it has clouded up. not cold but cool without the sun. every body seems to be raking their yards and clearing up generally 
I have been out digging dandelions this afternoon I have got enough for tomorrows dinner. I eat them cold or any way they taste good to me. 
The north chamber I managed to clean to day the window + curtains I did up. Pa has got to staying in that room now, he could’nt waite for me to put back the curtain + begged me not to wash the window, see how unnatural he has grown. 
I mean to take one room at a time + in that way it will last the longer. its rather early to begin to do much but after the hot weather starts in my ambition