Only a couple done today. Bartholomew Jr. has run off again instead of helping around… He took the good wheelbarrow, too.

[Meanwhile in the meadows]

Daisydozzy, father just doesn't understand—we can't price every garment at an unmovable, stubborn mountain's fifty-five dollars and then always expect the ton and travelers to barter—it's shiverdingle ludicrous!—But I digress...