19-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Sunday, April 5, 1914: We went for arbutus this afternoon, but only managed to find the buds. It is late this spring. Went to church this evening and then home.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Grandma’s cousin Alma Derr was visiting for a few days, so the “we” probably refers to Grandma, Alma, and perhaps Grandma’s sister Ruth.
Years ago it was a common spring activity for people go out into the woods and pick trailing arbutus.
Grandma seemed to really enjoyed searching for arbutus with friends and family members, because she also mentioned it in previous years in the diary.
Carrie Stout was over this afternoon. We went to gather dandelions, and worked awhile, then went to hunt for trailing arbutus in the woods. We didn’t get any though for it was just beginning to come out. But we found some wintergreen and mountain pinks.
Besse was out this afternoon. We three kids went for arbutus and I got some this time. . .
. . . Carrie and I went for arbutus and wound up by taking a walk. . .