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translation: "Toward morning the moments of daylight increased..." wtf

Foolish to think raspberries were only sugar; foolish to go on and on about scything hay, but not a word about bundling it up for drying and carrying and storage. Apparently most of her hay dries in one day? Unlikely. She burns cordwood the same season she cuts it and without ever mentioning splitting the logs? And aspirin is toxic to cats.

The MC consistently ascribes thoughts and motivations to animals, which are ridiculous sometimes. Sentimental and silly. Though it's believable that she would do this, I find it annoying.

Issues for me concerning this novel. The translation isn't great—"stove door" is an inglenook, "diary" is sometimes a diary but otherwise something that includes fairytales, and "stroking" never becomes petting the dog. The MC is philosophic but ignorant of nutrition and over concerned for the wrong things—why so worried about meat but not about salt? And because I researched for a novel about women left alone...

I'm going to need some time to process this one