Sunday March 26th 1978 Easter Sunday
Rainy miserable day. Woke with headache. Snow nearly gone except little patch by woodpile. Walked out while Howard dug lily of the valley pips and moved straw from beside Greenhouse. Daff foliage 10in high under it. Mary and mother out. Looked at slides of Arizona- Sedona part. Worked crossword puzzle and played music box records. Called Karen, but she was getting dinner for her folks and couldn’t talk. David playing at church. Had found some of Ray’s poems I wanted to read to him. The words of “These Things in Nature I Love Best” fit the music of The Rustic Dance.