Dear Mothers,

Good Morning! This morning at 11:15, Baby will come for the day. What a joy little David is and he is only a month old. Later on, I want John, my son, to drag my big baby buggy down from upstairs so that I can take David for a walk. I want to show him off in the neighborhood. It’s very cool out today so it won’t be a good day to take him out.

We have our gardens all plowed up and soon will be planting, probably after Mother’s Day. We will have mainly tomatoes and peppers, so it has to be warm for these. John’s family will have their garden here, and David’s. John’s family will come over this morning to help me with some household things.

I had fixed some chicken breasts yesterday for dinner and I have some left over. For today, for lunch, I am making a Macaroni Chicken Pasta Salad. I will just mix the bite sized pieces of cooked chicken with that curly pasta and some raw vegetables, then just pour the Italian vinegar and oil dressing over the top. My herbs are thriving and I will cut up some fresh chives and marjoram to go on the cold salad. I need to get that all made this morning so it can sit in the fridge a while. Then I will make cornbread, too.

I made two nice rhubarb pies yesterday that we will have today. I try to use all of my rhubarb in the spring so the new stalks will grow up again and I can use it all again in the summer. Then I try to use it all again so the new stalks will grow again for the fall. I plan to freeze some for the winter for at least two batches of winter pies.

Also, a few days ago, I had John dig up some horseradish root. I hope I can get some of this made this morning. We just dig up the roots and I soak ‘em in a bucket of water to clean them off. Then ya just cut the root up and peel like carrots? Then, after it is clean and cut up in small pieces, just put it in the blender with a dab of salt and white vinegar to partially cover it. Then just blend it up. Oh, we love it on sandwiches. Well, a little bit in potato salad or whatever is so delicious.

I am cooking this morning as I write. I have to vacuum, too. Need to pick fresh lilacs for the table, too. So I had better run and get goin’.

Oh, I miss my Jim but I know he looks down from heaven at me. He longs, as he always has, for me to be happy and into my homemaking. So I honor him today with a smile on my face and courage in my heart. I am wavin’ at ya, Papa. I am OK.

Love,
Connie