Category Archives: Letters to Anna by Mary Peterson

May 1912

Dear Anna, I hope this letter finds you and your family in good health. We survived the winter with no more than head colds and sniffles and are looking forward to the warm breezes and sunshine that are sure to arrive with spring. The children are growing like weeds and with the exception of Teddy, there have been no accidents requiring more than a bandage and a little iodine. Mother Orchard's rheuma-tism has acted up a little more than usual

January 1912

Dear Anna, As I write this first letter of the new year it is raining so hard we can hardly hear each other talk. There are at least six pots and pans strategically located on the floor upstairs to catch the inces-sant drip of water because our roof has apparently protected us for as long as it can. Louis will have to put on a new roof as soon as the rain stops because everything in the closet is wet,

September 1911

My dear friend, I never would have dreamed that I would hear the sound of rain beating on the roof and give a silent cheer. After our soggy spring the sun came out in August and has blessed us forcefully and continually until this morning. I feel a little sheepish complaining about too much sun in this often foggy and chilly part of the country but enough is enough. The blackberries loved the heat and my family is actually getting

September, 1909

My dear friend, I never would have dreamed that I would hear the sound of rain beating on the roof and give a silent cheer. After our soggy spring the sun came out in August and has blessed us forcefully and continually until this morning. I feel a little sheepish complaining about too much sun in this often foggy and chilly part of the country but enough is enough. The blackberries loved the heat and my family is actually getting

July, 1909

Dear Anna,  How I wish you were here to share in our summer activities now that the sun has finally begun to shine.  We've had such a cold, rainy May and June that our garden has produced only cold weather vegetables; cabbage and broccoli, until I don't want to see either ever again.   We've eaten cabbage in every way imaginable and were doing the same with broccoli until Teddy discovered a worm in his portion and the children’s tolerance