Rosebud's Letter

  Rosebud loves writing letter to her Grandmother who always faithfully answers each one. She is quite happy to have a pen pal and writes regularly.

  Early this morning she came down and handed me another letter that she hoped would get mailed today. I always find it interesting to read her letters and with her permission I'm sharing her latest with you today.

I changed the names to those that I use on my blog but otherwise everything is just the way she wrote it.

Dear Grandmother,

 Yesterday after school we took our bikes up to the barn. Beyond the barn is a big hill. We thought it would be fun to take our bikes up the steep winding field lane. When we finally got to the top I felt like sitting down and resting but when I got on my bike and started down the steep winding field lane I forgot all about my weariness for I had to concentrate on my steering. If I would have looked back or even sideways I would surely have crashed into a rock or into the ditch. There were lots of stones on the lane too when I drove over them my arms shook very much making it harder to steer my bike. That was not my only problem, for there were potholes in the lane too. I tried to avoid them but when ever I drove through one I flew off my seat and landed on it again. There is a little ditch with a stream of water at the bottom of the hill that we had to drive through. We bounced off our seats again when we went through it. We decided not to ride down that hill again. It is too steep.
   Do you have any steep hills?

   A few days ago Sunbeam and I went up the steep pasture behind the house with a bowl to pick violets to make violet syrup. While we were there we happened to get into some poison ivy. When we had picked four cups of violets we started down to the house. Then we had to sit at the kitchen table with Mom and pick all the stems off the violets. It was fun but kind of tiresome. When we finished fixing the violets like the recipe told us to, but instead of turning pink the syrup turned green and stinked awfully so we dumped the syrup and that was the end of our experiment.
 
   This morning I stood up really early. And since it is springtime of the year I started cleaning my room. It is all clean now and nothing is out of it's place and as I say a place for everything and everything in it's place. I always think a clean room makes you feel happier than a messy room. Have you started spring cleaning too?

   Today is sunny but it looks as though it could rain. I hope it doesn't so I can go out to play after school. But I think the plants think just the opposite of what I said. I think they want it to rain to water them. I am sure if I were a flower I would think so. Is it raining at your house? If it is I think the plants are glad.

   Mr. Bumblebee has come back and is satisfying himself by buzzing around the rhododendren bush. A bird made a nest in the rhododendren bush but left it's nest and it's egg to rot. It never came back again. Another bird lives in the bush now. When we walk up the porch steps it flies out. It made me fall down the steps one time. I fell all the way to the bottom.

      Love, Rosebud