Weather ― if possible ― bluer & brighter & shinier & wonderfuller than ever. I never knew such a winter climate as this, anyhow.
But the drawbax! the loneliness ―or ― the only alternative ― the fuss & fashion!
Rose at 6.30 ― & by 7.15 ― work ― all day at the last Tyrants ― & coloring the Corniche drawings, which, ― tho’ they turn out well, is really a dreadful bore.
No letters: ― no newspaper: ― no nothing: & nobody came.
After the golden sunset, at 5.40 ― walked to Mrs. Beaumont: a most pleasant & kindly lady that.
Back, to dine at 6.45.
Heard G. read, & penned out till 10.30. 2 drawings ― only 8 left.
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3. Image.]