A solemn, brooding day and with most picturesque skies and effects. It makes me think of painting again. Went over to the cemetery and set the man to work on our lot. He cut four or five trees and Tom drew over some manure and they are spading the lot and we will sow grass seed. Jamie and little Louis Anderson went along over with me and Jamie wanted to know if I helped carry Aunty Gertrude over in that big, black thing. After dinner I took Pach for a walk around the cemetery, the walk Gertrude and I used to take often this time of the year. Such solemn skies, such a picturesque day with its sober tones. Met Mr. Laycock walking out for his health. His wife is an invalid and he talked to me about her. This afternoon and evening have been busy arranging my old letters and it was like living in the past. Sara went to High Falls with Nannie and Lily to return tomorrow. I miss her and she was reluctant to go until I urged her. Sat with my mother alone in the parlor and talked of Gertrude. Had a letter from Calvert hoping I would come down to the Bryant Memorial meeting tonight but it came too late. I would like to be there but I should dread to meet so many of my friends at once just now. A letter from Miss Durfee telling me my picture "The Year Smiles" is sold for nine hundred dollars to Mr. Amara Stone of Cleveland.