Dear James,
Everyone is well and the weather continues fine. Spring seems to have come overnight. The crows were cawing early this morning and I heard a phoebe yesterday. There is still plenty of snow but it is settling fast. The children found a big pine that they can climb to the top of, and has branches like swings.
We were glad to get the letter and package but would so much rather it had been you. We’ll try to bear up however, and plan to see you April 1st. Everything in the package was in good shape; the ink, the book, and the eggs. The book is a dandy, you must read it before you take it back. I wish you would get some school books too; an arithmetic, speller, geography and history, 4th grade books.
One set will do for both. Also some new maps, especially of the U.S. and Alaska. When we had Ruth’s geography here we looked up places in Alaska as we read about them and had lots of fun.
Today is another fine spring day. The sun was just peeking over the horizon when I got up a little after 6, and everything is bright and cheery at 9. We had a breakfast of cakes again and last night we had fried ham for supper. Living up here has taught us the value of food–believe me we don’t waste one speck or drop of anything. I guess we can learn something of value from every experience if we try.
All of the seed catalogues have come. We’ll send you our list of seeds for your official O.K., except the children’s stuff; They can send for what they want. Their desires have changed with each new catalogue. It’s good to know the bills are getting paid and we won’t be having any fuel bills hanging over our heads this summer. I hope the pictures are all right. It was a little cloudy when we took the last two. Shall we start taking milk from the Jensons again? We can get along with the supplies we have and butter and eggs and a few things I’ll mark down on an extra sheet of paper. $2.00 will be enough. No one has gone by here in ages except old Mr. Jenson walked by one morning and we said “”hello”.
The county agent’s name is Mr. Olson, address; Park Rapids. It has taken me just an hour to write this with interruptions. Jack Wrightly owns the place where Shaws live. I’ll ask about other places. It would be nice to have neighbors of our own kind; a group of us would get along fine.

