Monday, June 22, 1885 It hardly seems possible that the summer is on the wane and yet yesterday was the last of the lengthening days. I picked the strawberries before breakfast and shortly after breakfast took my father out for a ride. We had a slight shower in the morning and the wind came out of the N. W. with a rich atmosphere. We drove down town then out by the river road and home by the Alms House and Kingston. I sent by Express the four studies of the Paestum picture for Fuller and wrote him a note enclosing one for Mrs. Warren. While we were at dinner Eastman Johnson his wife and Ethel came up the road. They had spent Sunday at the Delano's at Barrytown and were going to Lake Mohonk. They had dinner with us and staid until 3 o'clock when I drove them up to the Wallkill valley train after urging them to stay over night. Have been making some lighter birch bark braid this afternoon and fixing the machine for cutting it. I hear nothing from Royal Reed and fear he may have gone from Medway.