life on the homestead.
Dear Diary, The men-folk have been gone from the homestead today as have most of the women-folk. That left Sister Annabel and I, Sister Josephine, to hold down the fort for the day. We had plenty of things to keep us busy as it was just past harvest time and the kitchen was busy with food preparations and our lodgings were getting put back into shape. Directly following a hearty breakfast of mush and fresh milk from our cow, Soy, we got straight away to work. Sister Annabel had to hitch up the team of oxen to go into town to get our mail from the neighboring town of Fish Camp and I straight away got to work on sweeping and mopping up the floors where the vitals are eaten. I left open the door to let more warm sunshine in and soak up the warm autumn sun. The door was open for most of the morning. Right before Sister Annabel and I stopped for the mid-afternoon meal I heard a very loud commotion coming from near the door in our kitchen. Thinking perhaps it was the men-folk coming back I c...