January 7, 2012

Lost ornaments

(1992 October 1)

Beaulard, a giant of a man, found the storm windows to the kitchen. Another look for the Xmas Tree Decorations, but gone gone Gone. Some were so old - the swan, the dwarf - too bad. Bill and I took them off last year, and he took them up [to the attic] and one would think they'd be there.

January 6, 2012

Comeback

(1992 October 1)

Cat news first: Annie, our kitten, slipped out and away when Mary M opened the door to let Cyrus in. There was nothing she could do, so away she went! After a couple of hours, I was sitting in the livingroom and MM opened the door, and in she came like a shot, jumped on my lap as if to say, "I made it," another jump on the [foot]stool, tucked in her tail, and was instantly sound asleep! Since she proved she could come back, I suppose we'll let her out often.

January 5, 2012

Bad book

(1992 September 22)

I read such a poor book of Daddy's - Eight Questions, I think it was. I told MM to throw it, but she said no, she would hand it in at the new [used] book store downtown. I said in that case, erase "Poor" I had written at the top. Craig Rice [author].

January 4, 2012

Frost

(1992 September 22)

For the first time this year WRCO said, "Cover your plants, for it will frost tonight." Mary M, the sage, said, "Not the squash." I wonder if frost has reached you and what Sherry will say.

January 3, 2012

River rising

(1992 September)

A few strong showers cause rivulets to run into the Pine, the river near our house, and of course that rises. ... The Pine is high, and people may be evacuated; Geraldine thot she might, so did not come to work. ... Many people on shore to look at the river rising, and so I met Alice Premo (orchard) after many years.

January 2, 2012

Top cat

(1992 September)

This black kitten Annie is often in trouble. After MM went to the fair, I missed her. She was between the house door and the storm door. The big cat, Cyrus, helps take care of her. Won't let her out when he goes out.

January 1, 2012

Exit Annie

(1992 September)

One night I opened the door, and Annie, who is a black kitten, darted out, and MM hurt her arm trying to catch her from elbow to shoulder. Has been to doctor but still very tender. She does everything for me, and a good thing, as I can do less and less for myself - just tired. What I do pretty well is sleep.