day in, day out, and would so wish that he feels the same.
We are having a superb spring after our long, lingering winter, April is really glorious, not too hot and not too cold, with little showers now and then. Our chestnut tree is already quite greenish and you can even see little blooms here and there.
Bep gave us a treat on Saturday, by bringing four bunches of flowers, three bunches of narcissus and one of grape hyacinths, the latter being for me. I must do some algebra, Kitty—goodbye.
Yours, Anne
Wednesday, 19 April, 1944
My Darling, Is there anything more beautiful in the world than to sit before an open window and enjoy nature, to listen to the birds singing, feel the sun on your cheeks and have a darling boy in your arms? It is so soothing and peaceful to feel his arms around me, to know that he is close by and yet to remain silent; how can this tranquillity be bad, if it feels so wonderful. Oh, never to be disturbed again, not even by Mouschi.
Yours, Anne
Friday, 21 April, 1944
Dear Kitty, Yesterday afternoon I was lying in bed with a sore throat, but since I was already bored on the first day and did not have a temperature, I got up
