even if it is pretty far away from the world. People think
Arthurs prices are high but they really are not for what he has
to offer -- Of course I get a better rate than the others and I
feel I get more for it too but that is because I know how --and I
guess I stay longer than any one else --

Everything wet out this morning is a beautiful
color --

A morning kiss to you ------

Good Monday Morning to you!

It is grey and I'm sitting out on the
porch at a little home made table that I found in the pumphouse --
On it is a plant Frieda gave me -- I admired it last year so she
divided it and gave me part of it and we all took turns holding
it on our lap when we drove down the day we got Gerald --

I am
enjoying his book very much -- You know how slowly I read -- only
a little last thing at night -- I lent it to Arthur Pack -- he
asked about it -- He read it quickly -- in a couple of days and was
very much interested -- so much so that he was ordering a copy
for himself --

The days have looked like rain again since the day
it rained so hard so I haven't gone out again to work on my tree
-- I am very impatient about it but it is in a place I can not drive
to unless the ground is dry.

Day before yesterday Maggie Johnson
annoyed with her family came over and spent the day with me -- We
cut up all kinds of vegetables for lunch -- then took a nap -- and
then walked out into the red hills where I had found some queer
looking rocks that I wanted to get and didn't have anything to
carry them in when I found them -- After that I drove her home
and went into the garden to a large patch of sun flowers twice
my height -- with much stretching I pulled some down and brought
them over here -- They look wonderful in my room

They are all sizes from very large and heavy ones to
little ones.

All day yesterday I painted on them --

And always - in between everything -- I am wondering

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about you -- how you are -- and what doing

My sun flower painting looks rather nice --
and I think different again --

I look forward to the mail today -- your letter --
there was no Sunday mail

The sun is very pale -- It feels very cool and a bit
damp --

A morning kiss and very quiet touch on your shoulder -

Tuesday morning --

It rained hard yesterday afternoon -- I painted
on my sunflower till after four -- rather good I think --

After
supper -- everybody a bit wet from the rain -- we all went
to the assistant cooks room and listened to the Lewis fight on
the radio -- an awful radio -- could barely hear it -- a
big crowd of us --

This morning I rode for the first time -- it was
cool and clear and all the color so fine after the rain --

A kiss to you -- this must go -- more later

Good Morning Mr. Stieglitz !

And a good morning it is - Almost ten
and I just out of bed -- sitting on a great big stump of a tree
that I brought into the matio -- So big I could barely lift it --
Friedas lovely plant on the table beside me -
My back to the sun
and the landscape -- a nice place to write --

Yesterday I leafed
all day -- was tired from riding -- didn't get up till nearly ten
then sat on the porch in the sun talking with Dave and Adams and
Lonz - over at the other house while a man worked to get the rattles
out of my car -- The sort of day when it is hot in the sun and cold
in the shade.

I drove over here for lunch -- with Archie -- the
gardens - like Labernas food best and eating with all of them at
night is enough for me --

After lunch I went to bed till about four
-- then went over to the other house -- let Adams have my wagon
to go photographing and Dave and I went riding

8:30 --

It was the best ride I've ever had here --
up and down all sorts of places that we could only get the horses
to go by getting off and pulling several times -- places I
would never dare to go alone and cow boys wouldn't be much
interested -- perfectly mad looking country -- hills and cliffs
and washes too crazy to imagine all thrown up into the air by
God and let tumble where they would -- It was certainly as
spectacular as anything I've ever seen -- and that means pretty
good --

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-- The evening glow on a cliff much higher than these here
in a vast sort of red and gold and purple amphitheatre while we
sat on our horses on top of a hill of the whitish green earth --

There was no trail to go back on but the one we went in on
and it got dark so I could barely see that my horse was following
his own tracks back --

Then the moon came up big - almost full and
we could see out toward the trail and an easier way home -- As we
got to the top of the last ridge and looked down into the valley
we had just crossed toward the moon. It was as beautiful as anything
I have ever seen ---

It was a good ride ---

After supper I got

the key to the Johnson house from the house keeper and we all went
over there -- the sitting room -- a good big room all done up for
the winter -- furniture all in the middle of the room covered with
a vast piece of unbleached muslin - carpet all covered with news
papers -- We dug out the piano - a very good Steinway grand and
Adams played for us-- He plays very well -- Dave and Long and I
all stretched out on the floor on the newspapers -- It was very
good -- He really plays well - tho he doesn't get through the whole
thing very often -- After a while the house keeper came over and
brought cans of beer -- only Adams and I took it -- then after a
little Arthur and Phoebe crept in - - guess Arthur was worried to
have people go into Bobs house like that --- Well -- I'm sure
nothing pleasanter ever happened under its roof

I drove home alone - the open car -- so bright and I
didn't need to turn lights on the car -- drove very slowly -- right
up to the face of the cliff and sat there alone a long time --
It was so bright I could see all the color in the night.

It was 12 when I got to bed but I feel fine this

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morning -- not a bit tired from the rough ride -- Connie brought me three letters and your telegram about going to town on the 24th when she brought the beer -- Too bad you have to have Lil in the house your last few days --

I'm glad Dave drags me out to ride -- he is very persistent -- and I enjoy it so much but I can't do much painting at the same time -- However I think it is good to do and it pleases me that today I'm not tired -- it never makes me very stiff --

Well -

that is what I'm about - acting like the "idle Rich" only I really think I get more fun out of it then they do.

A morning kiss to you -- I'm really feeling fine.

Well Mr. Stieglitz -- I hope this will greet you in the town --
but mail is so queer one can not tell

It is 10:50 P.M. and I've just finished
stretching a couple of canvases --

I've painted all day on my
tree today -- and I think it is looking better -- In fact I know
it is -- There was a little rain this afternoon -- and I am afraid
I will not be able to go back to it tomorrow -- am sorry because
I had hoped to finish it and being another

You are thinking my work good ------ I suppose because
you would like it to be --

I hope you will not be disappointed
I feel a bit more hopeful about it myself at the moment -- Daves
party for his trip has grown to six or seven and I'm not going --
it is too many for that sort of a trip for me so I am staying at
home -- I told him tonight -- he probably thinks I don't mean it
but I do -- I would rather stay at home and work than go with so
many people -- Three of them I don't know and I'm not in for that --

I felt all the time that I should work instead of going --
I have enough in mind that I want to do just about fit in till
I go home -- In spite of his writing about the trip all summer I
didn't really plan on it because things can always happen --- I
thought he might not come---------

I'd be a bit embarrassed to face an Indian with what he is
planning -- and I just don't want to ride around with that many
people for two weeks -- so that is settled and I am very pleased
to stay at home.

Ansel Adams is dashing about here photographing
like a mad man -- I hope he gets something good --

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I am wondering how it is with you in the town -- do
try not to wear yourself out completely -- be a little careful

A good night kiss to you -----

Wish I could see your prints but

I'll be along soon

Wednesday night

Thursday A.M.

There isn't any news except that some 12 or 14 people
left yesterday. No one much for supper -- it was two very nice
families with children that made so many going at once --

I was
out painting all day just back of the house --

At five drove up as
high as I could then walked for about an hour and a half -- I
never get over the variety in both shape and color of the hills
and washes --

It was the long evening lights and shadows over every
thing making the shapes even more brilliant and sharply defined --

Am going out to paint again now --

Will mail this on the way. I go to bed right after
supper and get up at six

This is just good morning to you.

Had the D. T. Tribune yesterday -- haven't
read her yet -- read the other part -- the world certainly seems
in a bad way.

Get Gerald Heards "The Third Morality" I think it
would interest you -- published by Morrow --

A quick kiss to you --

The wind is blowing hard -- it doesn't often blow at night like
this -- September 2 - 8:40 P.M.

I have been painting all day -- a painting that should
be very good if I can really get it right -- another cedar tree
-- a dead one against red earth -- but the red earth is most
difficult -- If this one doesn't go I'll try it again - At five I
walked - drove half way to the other house -- They walked -- I
climbed way up on a pale green hill and in the evening light --
The sun under clouds -- the color effect was very strange -- standing
high on a pale green hill where I could look all round at the red
-- yellow -- purple formations -- miles all around -- the color
all intensified by the pale grey green I was standing on -- It was
wonderful -- you would have loved it too -- Just before I went to
walk I had two letters from you -- Walking by yourself in the
evening -- up the hill too -- If I had been there I would have
encouraged you -- It is too bad you rode so much when Einstein was
there -- You sound lonely -- and I wonder should I go to the lake
and have two or three weeks with you before you go to town -- I
will if you say so -- wire me and I will pick right up and start.

I guess my summer tennant will stay as long as I let her.
I have not asked her.

The wind blowing tonight is like being on the
water - a really lonely wind -- the weather has been unsettled for
ten days or so - mornings always clear -- afternoons cloudy --
raining out in the distance if not here --

My plans are vague -- Dave

is expected here around the 15th -- he has asked Ansel Adams too
and expects me to go with them to the Grand Canyon the end of this
month. I am not very crazy to go -- I don't know why -- I seem to
be very satisfied here -- or if you want me to I'll go home --

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I don't mind the idea of going to town -- Maybe I'll get interested
in the trip when Dave gets here -- I don't know

It is very hard work to turn out everything that looks like
a good painting --

I seem to be busy all day from six oclock on
and I dont get much done -- and I seem to be good and tired by five
--- am going to make myself walk or ride every day -- there are so
many things all about everywhere that I haven't explored yet -- and
I need the excercise

I had a letter from peggie today -- very nice letter
-- I think they all had a good time like I had a good time with
them --

Must get to bed -- this is late for me

And this is horrid paper

A good night kiss to you.

I wonder would you be interested in seeing Cady Wells work to see
if you would like to show it -- I feel sort of "yes no" about
it -- it puzzles me and in a way is very good --

Friday night --

Again today I was out working on my tree - It is
difficult -- yes very difficult -- and I really cant tell how
it will come out --

I have your two letters tonight about your bad
eye -- I hope it is better by now

I think it would have been better to print Jewell than
Kalonym -- he counts more -- And if I remember the Kalonyme
there were misstatements that done need to be repeated ---

It rained again this afternoon -- and we had a sunset
that no one could imagine if they hadn't seen it -- when all this
colored earth is wet with a strong evening glow and a high
double rainbow -- it is really wonderful

Thank you for the papers -- they interest me very
much -

New people came yesterday and today Bobs brother, Seward
and that man who always flies them out -- He is really a great one -

And I mostly pegging away at my own diggings-- Also
made great order around my room here

I hope your eyes are alright again -- or better
any way -- a style on your eye seems too awful ---

I made some
remarks to the house keeper about the Ranch food and it has taken
a wonderful turn -- Everybody else complained before -- I don't
know why nothing happened till I got at it except that I told
her what was wrong and what to do about it -- Every one is very
pleased --

Good night to you again --

Labor Day Monday Morning -

It is grey --I was up at six and had
breakfast in the kitchen -- got back into bed and read a bit.
It is pleasant to read on Geralds book in the morning when I
am fresh -- have been reading mostly at night when I am tired --
and it makes a difference -- It is a book you need to think about -

Yesterday I was out painting on the back of the
house here all day -- it goes slowly but I think is one of my
best so far -- With the unsettled weather I haven't gone back to
my tree -- maybe too it is such a struggle that I put it off --

The Bennets asked me for tea -- I didn't go -- Went
over and had some whiskey with Aruthur and Phoebe and the air man
Kenneth Unger -- he is wonderful -- just oozes health and good
nature -- and his air mind is certainly refreshing. The whiskey
he brings is the best they have too -- He just seems free because
he is healthy -- or maybe he is healthy because he is
free -- his mind very keen on his job -- but he also sees what is
about him -- sees what he flies over --

After supper Ted the carpenter visited me and
put up some shades for me -- A huge fellow -- sort of like a
big strong bear but so humanly gentle -- and he knows how to
keep his mouth shut -- as Arthur says --"A rare gift" - and I say
"yes but most folks can't learn it" -- and then Ted says to me as
we were talking -- "Yes - I like Arthur but I hate him too" -

- And so it goes --

My little world -

At sunrise I climbed the ladder to the roof and watched
the light creeping over the world - I wish you could see it just
once -- Everything smells so good too

I'll go on to my day -- A morning kiss to you -

Thank you so much for the papers you send me. It is nice of you
to bother -- -- --

Maybe you are in town today -- tonight -- Tuesday
- I've been painting again all day -- a painting of the back of
my house - and tonight stretched a canvas -

Yesterday painted my
sunflower all over again -

I like it better -- but I don't like
anything enough to hang it in my room -- I have a room next the
garage that I hang everything in --may move them all to another
room so I will not pass them so often -- It has rained more so
I don't get up to my tree --

Well it's too bad you haven't some one
that interests you more at the lake -- I spend my days alone ----
no one to talk to but the girl that gives me breakfast and lunch
-- Tonight I ate in the kitchen at the ranch with the cowboys -
the gardener - Bobs Chauffeur and the laundress -- It was so much
warmer and sort of human than the dudes --- only it was a bit sad
when they all began to tell about how many teeth they had out and
how many they were going to have out in the fall when work was
slack --

When I went back to the dining room Arthur called me -- and
we had much laughing and talking at his table. He and I have a
grudge against some of the people who have been here and we have
a lot of fun about it --- we both had letters from a young woman
who was here before and is coming again and we both had letters
from Henwar -- I am enclosing to you my letters from Peggie - Gerald
Heard and Henwar because they are nice and I think you will like
them ---- but will you return them to me -- I want to keep them

Mr. Stieglitz -- so you are in town -- and I well its night
-- I've been painting a bit by lamplight -- and now well I'm
here in my big empty room alone -- and it looks even more empty since
Ted put up white shades for me last Sunday -- Its so much white
but sort of warm and friendly feeling to me in a very sparse
fashion --

Any way I like it -- like my whole arrangement very
much -- Before I got the window shades I had some dark blue demin
curtains that Maggie gave me. -- I didn't write yesterday because
I had such a struggle with my painting that I couldn't -- Two
paintings again -- one a new one -- the other painting over an old
one -- all the same things -- red hills outside my door and I know
I have to paint them differently than I see them to get what I want
them to be -- but how !

I seldom get in such a state over painting
-- painted till about eleven last night and all day besides

Was so tired I didn't get
up till nearly ten this morning -- read the Dorothy Thompson you
sent me -- and then some in Geralds book

-- You sent me a copy of Henwars letter but I think
you forgot part of it as it didn't really make very good sense --

Today when I got up I went out to my hills for a couple
of hours then drove with Arthur's secretary to Espanola and had my
head washed -- It was a lovely afternoon and I never seem to
tired of that drive -- 80 miles for a clean head would seem foolish
if it were not such a good 80 miles -- Ran across Paul Jones in
Espanola -- and got a black pot for 50 cents that I like very much
on my white mantel for flowers

I hadn't been out on the highway since

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Nonwar went away

I will let Margaret know very soon --

I want to ask Dr. Baumgartner if she will take Saga -
and I must write Mr. Crystal about a thing or two --

Am writing

tonight

I hope you do not overdo in town --

The weather here is lovely now -- not too hot --
just right -- Many fall flowers yellow along the river and in
patches out on the plain -- or yanno as they call it here

A quiet touch

I'd tuck you in bed if I

were there --

Sunday night

And I suppose you are at the lake again -- It probably
feel rather nice even if you didn't miss it.

I haven't written for a couple of days -- nothing
much to write -- Late yesterday afternoon Maggie and I walked
- quite a long walk -- climbing up and down and around -- and way
off in a meadow surrounded by high cliffs on three sides and a river
bed on the other -- way up near the cliffs I found the most
beautiful dead cedar I ever saw -- it was sort of flat -- two
branches with delicate little twisting branches on them -- felt
like a cross -- it wasn't cross shaped at all but it felt like
a cross--- I wish you could have seen it --

- - - - - This morning I drove over to the Chama River
and made a drawing of that again -- My tree has me a bit worne down
-- I went up and looked at it late this afternoon -- I refer to
the one I've been painting on for so long -- In the late afternoon
light it looks simpler --

But it is very difficult -- Oh! so dif-
ficult --- and so beautiful --- and I feel so dumb --

Then I walked
quite far alone -- in a direction I hadn't gone befor -- There
seems no end to this place and always it is so colorful and so
grand -- I feel pretty small.

After supper I took Maggie a coat she had lent me last night
and stayed talking with them a couple of hours -- It was pleasant

--Bob was over here with the baby -- nearly 3 now -- a
while this afternoon -- There is only one other family here now -

The days now are very pleasant -- good warm sun but the
summer heat is gone -- the nights cool -- not cold -- driving over
here in the moonlight very nice.

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My life here is really very pleasant

I hope you were not all worn out after your trip
to town ---

Wish I could see how you are looking -- and tuck you
into bed --

I read some on "The Third Morality" this afternoon .
I am such a poke with such things -- am glad you got it and like it

A good night kiss to you --

Today - Monday - I have your letter as you are leaving New York
-- also the candy and two newspapers --

Thank you for all four.

I am so glad to have the papers -- The world seems so mad it is
just as well to know a bit about it--

Your letters from New York
worry me. You do not seem too well -- I am going to wire in the
morning and ask how you are. Arthur goes to town -- Santa Fe.
He can wire from Espanola on his way down and get an answer on
the way back. If you could just be content with feeling pretty
good and not try to do extra things because of it -- but you
never give your self any chance to save up a little energy -- you
must always spend it --

I have had half a notion to prepare to
go home soon ever since I had your letter this noon -- It is night
now --

I've taken a very easy day today -- didn't get up till
eight -- fixed my own breakfast and got back into bed and read--
got up again at 10:30 - stretched a canvas -- took my letter to
you over to the other house for the mail -- and got the mail -

a letter from Dave -- he flies out Wednesday night --

This afternoon I went out after four -- drawing --
looking about -- walked some -- planning what to do tomorrow --
I've been quiet because I was tired -- and it felt good -- tomorrow
I should be fine after such a lazy day -- It was a beautiful
afternoon -- heavy storm clouds north and west -- The cliffs were
slight and lovely against the dark blue grey clouds

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At supper Arthur read me a correspondence between himself
and Bob that he was quite disturbed over -- Bob is certainly a
terror in a way --- a strange performance he puts on sometimes --

And the day is gone

And I wonder how you are -- I'll hear tomorrow

A good night kiss to you

I'm going to bed early.

Tuesday night --

I was glad to have your telegram today -- also
your first letter after your return to the Lake saying you were
taking things easy

I have been lying on my bed studying the calendar
-- looking at my feet beyond my green shawl that was over me --
and at my days painting out beyond my feet -- a rather nice
painting -- Maybe my pleasantest so far -- Another Chama River --
I was up at six -- breakfast -- and off early in the wagon -- I
had everything ready last night --

and sat out there on the top of
the hill looking up the river all day -- about 5 when I got home
-- had taken lunch and water along --

The river is a light brown
muddy stream in the morning and in the afternoon light the sky
reflected in it makes it a lovely blue ----------Needless to say
I painted it blue -

As I study the calendar I wonder why you don't go
to town on the 27th or 28th -- even if you do have to go from Ft.
Edward. The winter will be long enough for you -- It wouldn't hurt
you to stay up there till the 4th or 5th of October. -- Well -

You will be deciding that for your self. Donald
would probably be glad to stay with you. I plan to arrive in
N.Y. October 17 or 18 -- probably the latter and I think I'm going
on the train.

When you go to town do you want to go to 405 - It
will be ready for you if you wish. Maybe Donald or Einstein would
stay with you till I get there -- Let me know so I can have Saga
get it ready for you. You had better wire me when you get this

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if you intend going down by the 20 -- if you go down as late as
the 25th there will be time for you to write but I would like
to know as soon as possible. I have a notion you would rather
go to the hotel than go into the 405 before I get there. As far
as I know my summer tenant intends to stay as long as she can in
my place but will move out when I ask her to. I would like to give
her three or four days notice -- so let me hear from you what
you wish to do.

I have not heard from Crystal about a room for
Margaret yet -- am afraid it will be difficult to arrange it from
here and I don't want to let Saga go without warning -- so I rather
think I'm counting on keeping Saga -- If I would go home about the
time you go to town I could arrange it all easily but as I plan
to stay later here it will not connect very conveniently for
Margaret.

I've been pretty well arranged in the town -- guess I'd
better stay as I am with Saga.

This probably all annoys you --
but it is the best I can do.

Bob told me at supper tonight that
when I got through with him the other night he felt as if he had
been beaten and taken to pieces and looked over and thrown on to
the ash heap

And that I made him say things he didn't really mean --
That he meant them when he first said them and when he saw he was
wrong he wouldn't own up to it

I had to laugh -- I like him so much --
and I think he likes me but we are both everything that the other
one isn't -- almost -- and it gets pretty lively sometimes --

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I must say to you and you will probably smile that knowing him
as I do I am more grateful to you than I have ever been for what
you have done with my work in relation to the world so that I do
not really need from him what he values so much in his life -- his
valued cash -- And I even feel your prices were low -- We really
have a real fight over our opposite feelings about life and I
am inclined to feel that I have a bit the upper hand -- Pretty
small of me to crow about it --

It makes me think you are very nice.

A good night kiss to you.

If it is cold nights why dont you get a hot water
bottle for your feet when you get into bed -- just to get warm
then kick it out

You laugh and probably say nonsense -- but I think
it would be good -- No sense in being chilly

Let me know if you want to move into 405 and
if so when?

A kiss on the ear

Henwars address is 8627 Skyline Drive

Hollywood - Cal.

Wednesday night --

Two letters from you this noon --

I was up at six and back to the Chama and worked all
morning on the painting of the day before --

Back here at about
12:30 -- Paul Jones and Ann Avery had arrived -- They had written
they were coming -- brought me a lot of peaches and grapes and
jelly and jam and what not -- I had your letters -- Ann asked
about you -- she liked you so much --

We had lunch - talked a
while -- I showed them my paintings -- they liked them very much
-- Well that doesn't mean much to me -- Then I drove them
about the place and finally ended by walking up into the hidden
meadow where that wonderful dead cedar tree is -- Paul says it
looks just like me so I suppose that is why I like it so much --

The letter mailed in Albuquerque that you received the next day
Arthur flew down there -- he always takes off at about six in the
morning so the letter was probably picked up early by the mail
plane going East -- It does seem pretty good time --

Paul and Ann stayed for supper and a movie that
Arthur showed afterward -- They liked it all --

There is a big bush that flowers yellow this time of
year -- sometimes waist high -- some times taller than I am --
it is all in bloom now and very handsome

I wish I could look in on you. Are you keeping
Flint and Ringel there so long as you stay yourself? I suppose so
Perry remarked when he was here "People don't come and settle
down on you here like they do on Stieglitz even if you do have
a big house do they" -- and he laughed --

I think its Friday A.M. - 6:50 -- and I'm sitting up in bed done
up in my white shawl -- it is a bit chilly and my fire hasn't been
laid yet --

I'll get it fixed today to light tomorrow if I want to.
As soon as the sun is well up it will be warm -- really warm by
ten -- till five.

I went to Santa Fe yesterday on some trifling
errands -- La Verna -- the girl who lives here in the house went
with me. Her husband is Arthurs gardener -- and a very good
gardener -- they live here in one wing of this house -- she is
young and pretty and has the reputation of being lazy but she
does everything very well when she does it so I get on very well
with her -- she even drives very well -- We had a very good day --

The Johnsons got off yesterday -- as one might say -- in
a cloud of dust -- the Chicago family left -- so last night I was
the only guest left and every one seemed very much pleased --

Dave

and Ansel Adams are expected today

I stopped at Miss Howlands -- just out of Santa
Fe yesterday -- she has my blue and white cross you know -- they
had just left for the east -- All summer I had intended to visit
them -- I went into the garden and picked three wonderful bouquets
of flowers -- one of sweet peas -- very lovely -- one of marigolds
and dahlias -- and the richest - darkest - snapdragons and a
dark red daisy shaped thing I've forgotten the name of -- they are
lovely and smell very good

La Verna brought me my breakfast --
she often does -- pretty lazy sitting here in bed -- sometimes
I eat in the kitchen -- sometimes on the porch in the patio

I had your telegram on my way back up here yesterday

very glad to have it

--- I've been worried about you and a bit home sick for you -- But it does seem too foolish for me to be going to town just yet --

I do hope your mouth isn't going to be bad for long. It must be most uncomfortable.

It is a lovely cloudless still morning --

I'll get up and start my day

A light little morning kiss to you

Sunday night -- I've had a bath and am all cleaned up -- sitting up in bed I believe I haven't written for two days -- one day I painted all day till late -- then Dave and Ansel Adams and a man named something Long who was a great friend of Walkers came that night -- Adams and Long guests of Daves - it was late and rained a little and there was much stirring about --

Arthur brought them all over to my house the next morning -- talked a bit and they went on as I wanted to paint. Dave all interested in details of the trip we are going to take and I was to ride with them at four because we will have to ride some for things we want to do on the trip --

And I went back to my painting --

It is one of my queer ones -- a very queer one -- I worked on it again this morning -- and put it aside -- wondering about myself -- why I am as I am -- the painting will surprise you -- It surprises me --

Well we had a fine ride that afternoon Adams, Dave and I -- and after supper Arthur came to our table laughing about a review of Mabels last book -- a book about Tony it seems-- a review in Time -- you should get Time and read it -- it is really awful -- Phoebe read it aloud to us and all eyes popped a bit at the end it was so bad and still I had to laugh

After supper -- and the review of Mabels book - Long - Dave - Adams and I drove in the open car up the canyon - it was moonlight -- the land formations lovely in the different light -- really just crept along the road and when we got back I drove them -- much to their surprise -- right up to the foot of long high face of rock that I call my back yard fence -- The whole long face of it white in the moonlight -- There is something very

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startling about driving toward it that way --

I was up early this morning -- through with my queer
painting -- stretching a very small canvas in the patio -- the
house inside felt cold when Dave came over for me to ride again
-- It was a lovely morning -- and my horse a big willing brute that
I quite like --

I had a very good time -- When we got back there
were seven people that Dave had met on the train and invited for
lunch -- Two of them I knew but not well --

Dave is a funny duck

-- We all had to laugh at his party --

Adams showed them some
photographs after lunch -- one new one of two little leaves on
top of a stump I liked very much --

After that we all drove -- three cars of us -- over to the Chama -- far above where I paint -- over terribly rough country -- a place I wanted to go that no one else would have thought of -- and probably will not forget.

The moon came up big and white and full before the sun
was gone on the way back

Dave and I sat up on my roof a while
eating Paul Jones peaches -- then it was supper time -- We
picked Adams up from his photographing on our way in

And now I'll be going to sleep. I left them all looking at
Arthur's colored movies that I have seen

Adams speaks of you with
such interest and admiration -- You certainly have done a fine
thing for him -- He isn't as crazy as he was in New York - Is
quieter and not quite so thin

-- Good night, Sir --

I had your telegram yesterday about speaking with Saga -

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I hope you don't get too excited and worse down getting
to town

We plan to start on Dave's trip next Sunday - if all goes
well -- His partner - a cousin comes to go with us too --

A good night kiss to you -

Saturday night -- and it seems like Sunday --

Well -- I changed my mind and go off with them on their
trip in the morning -- Three cars - two in each --

Dave hung on
with his teeth -- at me to go till nearly one last night -- and
came up to where I was painting this morning -- and I finally said
I'd go -- I know it will be nice because I am really pleasant to
go with and the country is so wonderful -- the days so wonderful
now too --

I'm through with my tree today -- have another one
drawn - planned -- Maybe I get to it when I return

Dave and I rode this evening at about four
-- It was windy but very clear and fine -- I am feeling very good
-- Wish I felt this way when I came out in the spring.

You are in town -- two letters of your leaving the
lake this morning

And I wonder what you are doing

I am tired -- lay down after lunch for an hour -- then
took my car over to have Orvall fix it up for me -- then packed
for tomorrow -- rode for two hours -- supper --

looked at more of
Ansels negatives -- he has a lot

And now must take a bath and get into bed

And I wonder what you are doing --
I'll be aight -- Orvall is going along --

And I'll write when I can --

We expect to spend tomorrow night in Albuquerque
or a little beyond -

Sunday 6 P.M.

We just got in here after driving since 8:20 this
morning -- through lovely country -- We drove about 15 or 20 miles
an hour almost all day -- the roads not very good -- and it was
so lovely we didn't want to hurry --

First I drove with Adams in
the station wagon then since a little before 12 drove with Dave
in the open car -- We had lunch on the side of a mountain where
the aspens are turning yellow -- Had a very good day -- your
wire at noon -

Thank you ---

And don't go at the town too hard -- I wish you
could see just a little piece of the outdoors here

You are spoken of often
A little kiss on the wrinkle on
your forehead

And we go to dinner --

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Canyon de Chelle -- 5 P.M. -- Sitting on the porch -- big cotton wood trees out in front -- clouds -- the wind blowing hard -- here it is sheltered but it makes a great sound in the trees -- No one about but myself -- the later afternoon light pleasant -- I rode from 5 this morning till noon in the open car -- The sun bright -- wind gradually increasing till this afternoon it is a bit wicked - I went to bed for three hours -- the others drove up the canyon -- too windy for me -- thought I'd ride up this afternoon late if the wind went down -- it hasn't gone down so I'm sitting here -- rested and washed and combed and glad I didn't go with the others --

I don't remember the wind blowing like this other times --- believe I'd rather have summer heat.

This is a nice place -- very simple -- the store or trading post as it is called -- just outside this gate -- indians -- Navajos-- coming and going and standing about -- You would like its feel I think --

They were all surprised that it is so nice even though I had told Dave it was good -- I guess I don't make enough fuss about telling things for him to believe they are true -- His cousin is a great tall fellow -- very different from Dave -- I think he has been in and talked with you -- the girl seems very nice too

Wednesday A.M. - 7

They all came along as I was writing -- It rained in the night but I had a very good night

This morning is cloudy -- sun trying to come through

There was long talk last night about what we would do today -- now it has rained we will probably do something different

A fresh good morning to you - and a kiss -----

Friday A.M.

We get off from here Canyon de Chelle -- This morning

Had much rain here but it was nice --

walked a long way yesterday AM alone to some sand
dunes and spent the afternoon on the rim of the canyon looking down
into it ---

There was an Indian dance last night

Feeling fine --

A fresh morning kiss to you

every thing seems washed from the rain -----

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Good morning Mr. Stieglitz !

I've been up since starlight running
along the rim of the Grand Canyon --

A sort of hazy morning but a
grand Canyon just the same -- Pretty cold even with my woolen pants
and leather jacket

We got here because the place we were going too
we had to give up when we came to a river that was running too high
to cross

All afternoon yesterday we drove along the rim of this
stopping many places to get out and look over the edge -- I seem
to like it better than the last time I saw it --

I wished yesterday
afternoon that you could be there looking into it too when the
light was almost gone -- It was wonderful -- and you and I see
more alike -- -- These folks are certainly of another world than ours
-- and Dave tries so hard to peep over the rim into ours and it is
so difficult for him -- -- his cousin is a great big free thing --
so enormous -- 6 feet four I think -- meeting the world with
healthy curiosity and a fine appetite -- -- really a much more
interesting person than Dave in many ways -- -- We are having a crazy
sort of trip in a way -- planning from day to day on account of
the roads -- After this I think there will not be mail for several
days but we are doing very well

A very fresh morning kiss to you

I think it is Thursday night -- We expect to get back to the ranch on Saturday -----

Yesterday we left the desert -- After a day riding around in Monument valley -- Sort of a mad day -- but very good -- huge red sand stone formations like enormous buildings rise out of the earth at different levels and seem to be peopled with people hundreds of feet high it seems -- We got into the mountains yesterday -- Colorado -- drove along a valley with the mountains covered with dark green trees and yellow aspins and many bare soft grey aspins -- a river below us -- an extraordinarily beautiful strip of country and evening -- two or three hours of it -- Godfrey and I stopped and visited a country school where the children were all leaving -- riding away on horse back -- many of them two on a horse -- it was very funny -- very nice -- I had to laugh when he said "Gee -- I wish my children could go to school like this" -- He is a great one -- has five children --

This day has been through high snow covered mountains -- the nearer parts again all burning yellow and in incredible soft grey of bare aspins -- red soil and red scrub oak -- really a wonderful day -- then this little town like a nest in the middle of it -- We all took a walk -- a lovely walk when we got here a little after four -- very funny old fashioned hotel --

Last night we camped in the valley with the dark green and bare and yellow trees on the mountain sides -- right by the river -- a big fire -- wonderful star light -- It was very good --

I think often of you and you are often spoken of -- This may all seem mad to you but I've enjoyed it and I'm feeling very good -- Even better than when we started I think

A good night kiss to you

## Monday Morning -- back at the ranch --

I read your letters Saturday night when I got into bed
here --- It took me an hour and 15 minutes -- First thing I did
when I got back was to get out all my paintings and look at them
while my eye was fresh --

I felt like putting my foot through most
of them --

It was a hard test because I had seen some pretty good
things while away and being outdoors most of the time for two weeks
does turn ones head a bit --

I wish I felt as good at the beginning
of the summer as I feel now -- my painting would be different --
because I really do feel good -- No t a bit tired --

I was up before
six yesterday - and out painting all morning -- lunch late -- had
just finished it when Ansel Adams and Godfry came by to ask if they
could do anything in town for me -- Adams taking the train -- I
got into the car to sit there and talk --- and they drove off with
me --

We had a great afternoon and evening tho I was a bit queer
looking -- all awry from being out working all morning -- We stopped
at Abiquiu and walked all around -- Adams photographing -- Then
at a church and for a big stump of a tree --

It was fun poking along
looking at familiar things after all the other things we had seen
-- We stopped at an indian village --

Finally got down to Mary Wheelwrights -- I was sorry
she was not at home as she had been up here to see me. Her place

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is lovely -- I took them all about the house -- it is different
than any other house out here.

Finally got to Santa Fe --

Godfrey

and I both looking like a couple that needed to be wahsed up a bit
and dressed --- Adams ready to go on the train --- They had
planned to meet Elizabeth there -- We found her -- had supper and
she and Godfrey and I drove back up here -- eleven oclock when we
got here --

Adams sends his greetings and all good messages to
you.

He really had a great time -- pretty lively two weeks -- took
rafts of pictures -- Elizabeth Derr add her mother got off on a
trip similar to the one we took this morning -- Dave and Godfrey
leave after lunch and I will be the only guest left here.

I plan to get away next Saturday -- think
I will be in N.Y. Monday morning. I have the box made for shipping
my paintings -- Want to work this week -

A morning kiss to you

After traveling all about we all think it is pretty good
being here

Tuesday night --- and I sit by the fire -- the light standing on the
floor beside me -- drying the hair lotion on my hair

I've had a very good day -- there was a spot of rain here
and there so I've worked indoors all day. I have two paintings
started -- and they both look very good -- if I just get one good
day to work outside on them -- Two days with luck --

Then when the sun was low it came out of the clouds and
everything was so beautiful -- rich -- in color it was fantastic
-- Clouds and mists in strange shapes and colors -- over the cliffs
here and there and the low strong sun on the wet earth is something
to wonder at -- I walked through it for about an hour -- real
color -- from five to six and even as it grew dark the clouds
made everything seem unreal --

When I came out at 10 after supper
and talking with Arthur and Phoebe -- the moon was bright -- I hope
for sun - or at least no rain tomorrow --

I'm getting things a bit in order to get off on
Saturday morning but I will do that nights. I want to keep the day
light for work and maybe get in a ride or two --

Today has been such
a good day I feel all in a whirl --- which I suppose is funny
considering I've spent it alone except for the time after supper
--- The box to ship paintings stands here solid as a rock -- a good
plain carpenter job by my friend Ted

You write about something the matter with your nose
-- you don't say what it is

My nose is nothing to brag about but I seem to keep
it in fair order by being careful --

At the word careful I have to

laugh when I think of the things I've done

Anyway I am feeling very good --
much better than in a long time -- very brown -- a bit awful to look
at but I guess it will wear off -- My wrinkles are white lines and
it is a bit queer --

A good night kiss to you -- I must pack up
something -- I don't know exactly what but if I don't start I won't
get it done -- Most of my clothes are worn out so that is a help
-- I haven't much but paintings and paint

ESPAÑOLA

10-15-37

Thursday A.M.

Sun just up -- shining over everything -- it
was sunny yesterday too -- and I worked all day -- came in to ride
at four -- found Paul Jones and Vernon Hunter waiting for me --
so I didn't get the ride --

They stayed till eleven so I didn't get
much packing done either but I'll manage --

Am going out to paint
again this morning -- am so glad it is a good day

Am going to Santa Fe
tomorrow night so that I won't have to get up and get away from here
Before daylight to get the early morning train on Saturday

Wish I could take my back yard with the
high cliffs along with me --

I look forward to seeing you --

My room here looks like an
attic --

This will be my last word to you till I get there

And give you a good morning kiss

Tuesday A.M. 4:30

Dressed and ready to go -- only Adams and myself
down --

Yesterday was a very good day also --

Went to Inscription

Rock -- a very high beautiful rock that the Spaniards wrote
inscriptions on in the 1500 -- and other people since -- I
climbed way up on the top of it a long climb --- there were ruins
of 2 old villages up there -- a very far lovely view and a mad
wind --

We got here for supper and went right to bed

Your wire waked
me and I dont really understand what it is about but I went to
sleep again -- Glad to have heard from you --

Will probably not
be able to wire again for a week or so --

I hope you are not wearing
yourself out over nothing

I am alright and being very careful

Love

G