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July 9 climbs up hill across
a wild desolate tract of marsh
& scrubby timber. The sky was
most lovely. Clear & golden
with the light lingering long
in the West. The air of a
wonderful cool freshness. v
bracing & exhilerating. I sat
out in vestibule a long time.
had Evensong & then in to
write Diary & to bed.