Masada 13 day
Horrible cold ― & deeper snow.
Indigestion & deadly cold.
I do not think I can bear it after all, but would fain start off south.
Scraped the Masada ― & painted the sky: ― then drew myself γυμνὸς ((Naked (NB).)) ― & got more cold of course. Then painted the 2 figures somewhat ―.
Went out to the Library, ― but it snowed hard; returned, & dined at 6. “Mr. & Mrs. Hardman.”
Cold so intense that I have asked a fire in my bedroom.
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]