March 14, Spring, year 36

Goodness, White Day already? I swear, if feels like it was only yesterday that we went to the Sowing Festival…

Ah well, I know several males in my family who were handing out White Day presents. To their sisters, but also Jamie made something for Sharron. The boy is a good wood-worker, he made her a simple jewelry box. I knew something like this would happen!

Well, okay, so I also knew that Sharron gave Jamie some chocolate this past Valentine's. Celia couldn't stop talking about it. I feel a little bad for Sharron, inheriting Marlin's weakness like that, not to mention Jamie's constant teasing. But this looks fairly promising.

Hah, I'm matchmaking and my eldest kids are only fourteen! I don't think Laurie is interested though, she certainly doesn't seem disappointed about getting nothing from any of… oh wait, the only one near her age would be Robert, and those two avoid each other like they have the plague.

It can be a little entertaining, but I do worry a little. They have no reason to so actively dislike one another that I can think of… Hmm, maybe Muffy or Griffin know something. Skye's clueless as well, and he's usually pretty good at knowing what's behind some of the things our kids do.

Mmm, staying up late to write in this has always been a bit of a hassle, but sometimes it's nice. I don't need a lot of light to see by, so the Moon Rose on the windowsill is just perfect for me to keep writing. I don't have to turn on the lamp next to the bed or go out into the living room to see, the way I used to write.

Puppy is really showing his age now, poor thing went blind a couple years back. I have to keep him out of the animal fields, otherwise he's likely to get stepped on by one of the cows, or kicked by that one bad-tempered bull we keep for breeding. I really don't know why, it's a good deal more dangerous than I like to have on the farm, especially with the way that Meredith follows me around.

I keep thinking I should call Rick and make him come and get it so that I can stop worrying. It's not like I don't have enough four legged animals wandering in and out of the barns and all over the fields.

And feathered ones too. Mirei was chasing the ducks today, again. Silly thing doesn't quite realize that's why the mallards insist on chasing her back, and biting her when they get half the chance. Instead she comes and whines to me. I can't help finding it a little funny…

I think they're starting to wean out into specific types of magic now, at least the older two. Skye said that usually training doesn't start until that specific is discovered, but that's on the Moon. I like the idea of them having structured lessons in everything until they discover what their particular kind is. It just makes more sense to me.

But Meri is still too young, even I will agree to that. Jamie and Laurie didn't start showing their aptitude for magic until they hit seven, and that's still three years away for her.

Mmm… if I close my eyes I can hear the silence of the farm. At night, is the best time to hear absolute peace. Ah, I take it back, I hear the door. Skye must be home from his trip to the Spring!