The thermometer hit sixty degrees this afternoon and I expected a lot of walk-in traffic assuming people would be out for a stroll. I was badly mistaken; perhaps they had gone to the Farm Show . . . It was a good time to clean up outside however; trash and dead leaves made it into the garbage can as did some now brown garland that had graced the house. Meanwhile, Bob was indoors taking down the last of the Christmas decorations and scattering the hearts and roses about for Valentine's Day . . . The Kid was having his first adventure with the sport of wrestling. I think he is much too young for that rough-housing, but Mom Sarah said he had a blast at his first class session . . .