Thursday, August 11, 4:52 PM. Claire.

Good afternoon, Diary. I am sorry I am late again to write in you. You were probably starting to worry. Don’t worry. I will not forget about you.

We went to the library this morning and it was WONDERFUL. It is much bigger than our school library and there are TONS of books. I ran everywhere and found like a hundred books that I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE. That is why I didn’t write in you. I read them all afternoon and now I am taking a little break.

I found books on butterflies and cats and puppies and origami and watercolors and cartooning. I found a book on yarn and sewing and knitting. Mom brought home both arms full of books on gardening. I liked the one called Tabitha’s Castle Garden.

You will not believe that I found a book on Cooking with Spam…for Kids!, and the recipes actually look pretty good. I’m going to cook for the family.

I found lots of good story books. I have been reading one about a kid detective that I didn’t mean to read but couldn’t stop.

Best of all I found lots of books about horses: all the breeds, how to ride them (which I already know), and how to take care of them. Daddy even took a doctor’s book on how to cure them for veterinarians.

Daddy went to the ranch today. I couldn’t go with him because I still can’t walk very well. He said another one of the horses was dead. I was sad when I heard that. The other horses seemed a little stronger maybe. I hope they get real strong and we can ride them.