Sunday, 26 February 1865

Contrary to expectations ― it was fine.

Rose at 5 ― 5.30 ― & at 6.10 ― off. Rail at 6.30 & at Antibes by 7.10. Drew before passing the town ― & afterwards ― till 9 ―: & drawing the pines, the outline of Nice coast &c. &c. ― till 11.

Then we walked round the South part of the Promontory, but came at 12 to the place we lunched in on Sunday week.

A pleasant hour: somehow the olives, blue sea, & blue Estrelles, recall [worlds] & eyes. ―

Came down lower, below the Lanterna, & drew till 2. Then set off ―
Vance by 4.30.
Pont du Var, by 5.30
& “at home” by 6.45.

G. gave me Maccaroni & cold Turkey for dinner.

Letter from Mrs. G. Clive ―: wrote to her.

This day was perfect in loveliness ― & all colour more brilliant & exquisite than it is possible to conceive. The sea ― a sheet of Emerald-green, & [real ult] ― like Maccaw’s tail-feathers.


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

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