Thursday, 29 January 1863

Paradise weather. The geese go their rounds. The million gulls round the men of war are like silver myriads of butterflies.

Worked till 4 ― at Nos. 9 ― & 10 ― & finished both ― among the best of all this lot.

Walked by the Parga road ― the new short cut by the Λατινικὸν cemetery ― bright opals & crimsons & moons & what not.

Greek ― 6.15 to 7.

Major Buchanan came & dined with me ― evening most pleasant.

Penned out 2 drawings ― of 1856.

Bed at 12.40.

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3. Image.]


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