I have also missed our dear correspondence. We must catch up on all our secrets and hopes since last we wrote! My wishes surround a desire to feel completely well again, as I have felt a weakness from the tips of my toes all up to the top of my head since the dawn. Josefina called a few minutes past to administer a remedy to my ailment, and I was entreated to consume the most vile of rose hip teas to regain my strength. It has left me with a bitter taste and a sour expression, I must admit. As the saying goes, "He that drinks fast, pays slow," and therefore I spent a goodly half hour sipping the unsavory mixture. "What one relishes, nourishes." I must now remedy this remedy by a counter cure of some delightfully sweet antidote. What would you suggest, were you in my position?
Mammy has spent the morning on the mountainous chore of cleaning Spring and Summer clothing from our home to leave room for the dark, heavy fabrics of Fall and Winter. Meanwhile my dear Father attends to matters of great town importance shut away in the parlor. How fare your family members?
Love and kisses,