SUNDAY: Richerd was gone when I got up, which is rather common for him. I made a batch of old fashion oatmeal mush. When he got home there was bowl of mush waiting for him. Carol fried him couple of eggs. After breakfast I made tapioca pudding. I turned out to be soupy. It tasted good anyway. Carol took me to choir practice. There was a pretty good group at the practice. The speakers were good as well as priesthood and relief society meetings, we then came home to a good Sunday dinner. Richard got his things together and went back to his job. He has to work tomorrow.
SATURDAY: 9 November
The dahlia tubers have dried out. I put then in a large bucket and filled it with water. I hope that I saved them.Justen is at the top of the ladder. He cuts off branches and hooks a cable above the ladder.
Here is another picture greenhouse six is on the left.
The logs are cut into pieces. I stacked them.
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