January 26, 1906Forty-seven days have passed and the bananas in my kitchen are still green. They remain untouched and unmoved since I brought them home from market. To my eye they appear ordinary in all aspects. It is only their failure to ripen that makes them a curiosity.I discussed the matter with Henry during our lunch today. He was not impressed by the phenomenon and advised me to simply discard the bananas.Henry is anxious to settle upon a time and place for our wedding. I promised that I would give it consideration tonight but once again the bananas are foremost in my thoughts.I have de