Wednesday, July 9, 1884 Another charming day with fine skies. How I wish I were at work with nothing to think of but my painting. I worked about for a while and then went over to my studio. I swept out the outside one and thought how I would arrange it for my room if we ever move over there. Then I went into my studio in the house and cleaned my oil cups and put my sketching box in order and made a list of the colors I need. This afternoon I worked in the garden a while and came to my room and worked over my accounts a while. Received a letter from Fuller saying he could come up Wednesday or Thursday. I ought to have had his letter this morning. I went down town and telegraphed him to come tomorrow by 3.45 W. S. Train. Received a nice letter from Laura.