Kendalville, Ind.

Good Morning 6 A.M.

We have had two very pleasant fairly cool days
with rain all around and this morning is grey again so I am hopeful
that today will not be bad. It has been very pleasant but I haven't
forgotten you as you said I would as soon as I am on the road. I
think much of you and of what you may be doing and looking like at
the particular moment.

N.Y. State was lovely -- such beautiful rolling very high
rolling hills --

The first night we spent at a roadside camp -
not very good 356 miles from you - Last night was a "tourist home"
- An immaculately neat and clean new house - had a hot bath and
a very good night - feel fine this morning.

Yesterday we drove most
of the day along the lake - it was very damp - wet feeling - but
not hot. Lovely country - lots of cherry orchards - ripe cherries
everywhere. We bought some and ate a great many - there are many
fields of grape vines too - they look so clean and fresh - well
cared for. A good part of the day the road was lined on both sides
with very tall trees - maples or elms so it was shady - then
after Cleveland the shore lined with handsome homes - alternating
with fields of ripe grain - sometimes cut and in shocks - sometimes
still standing - Then after we left the lake the real middle West
farming country with the big barns - The grain so rich looking -
Noticed two places where there were building new barns - that makes
one feel that farming is going to go on. It is this kind of thing
that I know that has always annoyed me when I see the broken down
pictures of American Scenic painters

Well - it is a bit shaky writing. I'll send you a wire
when telegraph offices are open and I can find one. I did not

telephone back to you the day we left because everything was so wet
it seemed foolish ---

Seeing Dove in his new place was wonderful. Their telephone was out of order as it was half an hour before I could get at them as the door was locked on the floor below. The room is on the top floor of one of their old office buildings. It is enormous - really vast -- all lined with handsome broken down things from the good days of his father -- and you would love it. It would be quite right for you to live in almost. The room is so big that the things they have lined around the edge, curtained off here and there for a little privacy, seem to disappear and the room feels empty. It had been a skating rink. Dove himself looked and seemed quite wonderful. It was very good to see him. I'd kiss you good morning and touch you lightly with my hand if I could -- maybe the back of your head --

5:45 P.M. -- 7:45 for you -- Wednesday afternoon

- Riding along about the middle of Iowa -- I am going up
through South Dakota --

I suppose because I have it on my "so
called mind" and so far I am pleased

Iowa is a beautiful state-- I have never seen such large
areas of corn -- and such rich beautiful corn with wheat fields
here and there -- beautiful rolling country -- lovely woods of oak
and elm -- it has rained on us two or three times this afternoon
-- so has been fairly cool -- quite comfortable -- it is pouring
now - and such crazy clouds in the sky -- The grass at the roadside
is something soft -- The whole country rolling and friendly -- makes
me feel as if I'm being petted -- The greens are unbelievable in
the rain with the low evening light -- It poured and poured

Was a great storm yesterday

Hurriedly

Thursday A.M.

CHEYENNE, WIS. JULY 17, 1937

Friday - 7:50 A.M. -- 102 miles on the road this A.M.

The very rich Iowa corn land of the night of the storm
was very beautiful -- The sun went down like a large soft edged
burning coal through the pouring rain -- We slept at a very clean
comfortable house -- After that the country gradually broke up --
smaller fields -- drier - smaller hills -- till it flattened out
into prairie -- very level -- then suddenly we came to an edge and
spread out befor us a winding river -- evening light -- lined on
both sides with the beautiful desert sort of hills that I like so
much -- fitting beautifully into one another -- but all the most
surprising green. It seemed the most beautiful river I have ever
seen -- There was a little town - wonderful dinner -- and we
drove across the river up through the strange barn feeling hills
that are green to the plain above -- into the setting sun. It was
wonderful plains country like the Texas Pan Handle -- I loved it
-- We spent the night at a little hotel like I used to live at
in Amarillo -- I wanted to stay --

Saturday Morning -- Cheyenne, Wyoming - 9 oclock -- 148
miles on the road this morning. We were cold in bed so we got up
made coffee and ate and started to travel by 5:30.

As I write I
have a platter of 3 slices of bacon a fried egg and a large portion
of fried potatoes -- the platter is about a foot long -- looks
very substantial but I seem to be eating it all -- a glass of milke
and some toast and jelly.

I didn't get anything written later
yesterday because I didn't want to miss Dakota and was too tired
when we stopped --

We went through plains country first -- big

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wide spaces that make much of the trash that goes through my "so
called mind" only fit to blow away with the wind -- Then the Bad
Lands and after that the Black Hills -- After that we got out into
very big spaces in Wyoming where a shanty seems to be considered
a town --

It has been the same this morning -- really wide far
away rolling country with hardly a human sign on it -- The whole
trip has been very comfortable. It either rained on us or had
rained just before we got there --

We plan to get down to Taos tomorrow morning -- It is still
some five hundred miles away -- We ought to get there before lunch.

Are having the car serviced here and adjusted to high
altitude.

Nothing about it has gone wrong -- We don't even seem to have
a rattle -- You might tell Mr. Martin if you see him --

I have felt very good -- get tired -- but not
too tired -- drive 25 miles once in a while to let her rest. She
has the most extraordinary way of going to sleep for ten minutes
and waking up feeling all fresh --

Guess we had better get on.

I look forward to word from you tomorrow

A morning kiss to you --

This is a very unusual town as there seems to be a
lot of experimental planting -- The first good vegetables and
gruits that we have seen since Iowa -- Helps the food -- and there
are lots of young trees - nice after nearly 300 treeless miles--

Will be off -

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Well Mr. Stieglitz --

Here I am -- a week away -- and a good many
miles away. I got here last night -- about 6:30 was warmly welcomed
and spent the night in what is called the garden house -- a two
room house in the midst of the garden -- a very thick shady tree
out side my east window and tall flowers up against the sky all
round -- that flat topped blue mountain off to the south east --
the plains -- long warm green lines to the south and irregular
dark hills to the southwest -- It is very good to get here -- is
really a wonderful place and Arthur and Phoebe I like very much
and they seem very glad to have me come.

I went right to bed after supper last night and read
your letters -- 5 of them. They were very nice to have. Really
very nice --

Didn't get up till nearly eight tho I was pretty
much awake after 3:30 -- My sleep habit has to be changed. I
haven't been down to the coral to see the men yet. Sat out in
the garden under a tree and talked with the gardener a bit.

So now I've told you about being here my first night

The trip was very good. It either rained on us or
we followed rain all the way. Was usually hot but not unbearable
for about two hours afternoons. I will tell you later how much we
went out of our way to go through Dakota but I think it was not
more than five hundred miles. It was interesting and much
pleasanter than going through Kansas. Ann Avery was very good to
travel with the I do not miss not being with her this morning.

In Taos I saw Beck. She is looking well and
very handsome. Is building a house that they hope to move into
soon. She went out to the hotel and had lunch with us. I went
first to Bretts house -- no one home but her dog so I knew she

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was in town.

Then I went to look for Loren. He had gone up in the
mountain to his wifes people for the day. It was Sunday. Then I
called up Mabel to ask for Brett. She was there -- in bed from
too much sun and fishing the day before. Spud was there too. Mabel
asked me for lunch. I couldn't go. She hasn't been well. Spud
brought Brett out to the hôtel where we were eating and really
Brett was the funniest looking outfit I have ever seen. She would
be an inspiration for the curly-haired Marx Brother -- Spud was
nice. But I wouldn't want to be up there among them for anything -

This is much more to my liking

I am tired I suppose -- and my nose isn't
very good but on the whole I am feeling very good --

I'll get
this to the office so it will be sure to get off with the mail

A kiss to you --- and feel me quietly with you.

Monday morning --

Good morning.

Tuesday morning -- July 20 -- I've just finished reading the July 12th paper you sent me. Better late than never I suppose. Too bad about Gershwin. It is interesting the way some people are naturally attuned to fit their time -- as he was.

I was quiet all day yesterday. It seemed warm but I didn't know as the wind was blowing and I kept my door shut and one set of windows too -- another set opening out under a very thick shady tree was open. I determined not to give my nose any breeze -- Its being so dry here too made me not able to have much comparative sense of temperature -- At supper I asked Arthur if it had been a very warm day -- he laughed and whispered to me -- "Probably llo" -- I kept the thermometer hidden so no one will see it and I haven't looked today" I was not uncomfortable except for my nose which got better toward evening so my head ache stopped -- and today it is much better. I went out and walked about a bit after supper -- and again after breakfast this morning.--- It was a lovely evening and a lovely morning -- Got inot bed and to sleep at 9:30 last night. Waked between 3 and 4 but didn't get up till after six. I am going to be quiet again today. My nose is much better -- head ache gone -- but I am staying in out of the wind.--

And doing nothing.

Just being good to myself --

I will probably not have mail from you till tomorrow.

It is so quiet -- just faint bird noises from the thick tree and the trickle of water in the little ditches irrigating the garden.

I hope everything is quiet and alright with you.

Thursday

Good Morning - !

I didn't write yesterday -- there wasn't any
news -- I walked about a bit -- up on a hill top that I can not
drive to -- and drove to another that I can not walk too -- just
looking about --

Then it was a beautiful moonlight night --

I had a funny night -- I waked once thinking you very
near -- and was surprised that I am here.

Then this morning when I waked again
-- thought I heard you breathing in the next room -- It seemed
strange that you were not really here

Must rush this by the plane -- 7:30 A.M.

A kiss over the mountain

Thursday night -

I had the first letter here from you this afternoon
-- Some will come from Taos yet -- It is very good to have a word
from you even if there isn't much in it --

Margaret tipsy is wonderful.

Some time ago you wrote about painting the hall -- what hall and
what color? I intended to get some paint before I came away but
I didn't get around to it.

I have been painting from before 8 till
about 5 today -- and I think that by tomorrow night I'll be telling
you that it's a good painting -- I think it a very good start --
and it amuses me much

After supper I took a walk -- not far but a
very nice walk -- maybe almost a mile -- I've had a bath --
brushed my hair and now for sleep. I must be up early -- the
light is best then -- a good night kiss to you.

SANTA FE

7-26-37

Saturday morning

Good morning -- Rain yesterday afternoon -- hard rain -- and this morning all color - sounds - and everything -- including smells - is different -- it is very still -- and hazy sunny --

I walked again yesterday evening -- and on my way back at the side of the garden picked a big bunch of sweet peas.

My painting is very pretty but I'm not through with it as I thought I'd be. It got a bit messy so I must begin and go all over it again -- but I think it will be good anyway.

People come and go on trips -- Men and women with families -- all nice looking people -- I haven't talked much with any of them - Like it best by myself over here in the garden. I am right in the middle of the garden -- guess its a good place for me. I started to get up at 6 this morning -- even combed my hair -- but lay down again and slept soundly till eight -- What a

The smell of everything is so good here after rain.

And my flowers are so pretty --

And the flowers in the garden are so pretty against the mountain and plain and crazy hills --

A morning kiss to you --

Am curious to see the photographs you took.

If you go to town why don't you get the new lens -- it would make such a difference with landscape I should think --

Sunday Afternoon -- and its raining --

My painting -- a strange affair -- sits on the mantel looking at me. Must work on it another day. You will like it and laugh -- so will Einstein and so do I.

I think I forgot to tell you that my sinus is much better. -- Very much better. I've been doing nothing but take care of myself and paint -- and walk a little evenings -- Haven't been able to get up early mornings yet -- but I'll get to that soon too. Yesterday I got a big bundle of the rest of the mail that went to Taos. There were ten letters from you and three or four from others forwarded. I hope it will not be too hot if you go to town this week

Right here I saw something out the window that started me painting again on another painting -- it is 10:5 P.M. and I've just stopped and finished cleaning up -- Spent only a few minutes at supper -- A relative of the Goodwins - a woman - and a man editor or something of Harpers were next me -- had just come from a trip to the Grand Canyon in my old Ford -- They seem very nice

When one paints all day there isn't much news -- I have a few words with the various people who all seem to be very nice --

Last night Arthur showed a lot of new colored movies -- interesting -- but they just don't get the thing about place that makes it wonderful

A good night kiss to you.

I must get into bed -- it is late for me.

I hope you are alright

And I like being missed a bit.

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About the tooth brushes -- Will you send me three and put the
rest in your trunk -- Also there is a Fuller clothes brush -- came
while I was there-- Will you put that in your trunk for town --

A morning kiss to you -- It is still and clear -- every
one moving about going somewhere --

Monday A.M. -- a little earlier

Mr. Stieglitz -- I think I did not write yesterday. You are
in town and I wonder how things are. I hope you do not overdo.

I painted again yesterday till after four --
then went out and drove the five or seven miles one can drive about
on a circle on the ranch -- just looking -- slowly -- the sky
was grey and ominous but no rain -- only water in the arroyas where
it ran down from the higher hills where there had evidently been
rain.

My last painting is stranger than the first -- Makes the
first look hard and a bit raw in comparison --

The second one is so
simple -- I loved it yesterday. Today I feel like saying Oh shoot!
-- and I plan to get out of the garden where things are not so
pretty for my next doings -- Was out drawing a line or two this
morning for my next venture.

At noon I had a letter from you and
the one you sent on from Henwar -- He may get out this way in
August

I've just eaten much lunch -- must lieep a little or do
something about.

I am being so quiet there is really nothing to write.

A kiss to you --- quietly

I hope the town trip isn't
too hard on you --

Thursday afternoon -- about 5 --

I've been out painting all day -- it began to rain so I have driven back almost to the house -- am sitting here where the view is particularly good - the car all shut up light letting it rain -- It is better than going to the house and getting all wet getting out. I've been painting an old dead cedar against those purple hills I've painted so often. It is a tree that I made a drawing of long ago when I first came up here -- I've been working on it yesterday and today -- It looks promising -- It is one of those things I've had in my so called mind for a long time.

I've been having the girl bring me a cup of coffee at six. Am beginning to feel very good. When it rains I sleep with only a very little air coming in and my nose does fairly well. The week has been rather grey with a little rain afternoons some times.

Last night the children gave a play that the governess wrote and helped them with -- It was given out on the porch after supper -- was very amusing. It is amusing too to see the way parents are affected by their childrens capers. After that they danced. I only looked on with Pete one of the ranch hands. -- half indian and half a very good French line -- He was working for Mabel when I was in Taos and has been here a couple of years. He is very handsome and a beautiful dancer when he dances but he sat by me most of the evening. On my other side was the Harper man's little son - 10 years old - he stutters but Pete and I both think him the most interesting child here. He has quite attached himself to me to his fathers surprise. I think it is because I admired his hat. At ten - when the children went to bed - I went too and to sleep.

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At noon today Arthur Pack told me had a wire from Peggy Box
asking for accommodations for her family and four grown ups on
August 9th - so maybe she and Henwar and the family will come
-- It would be nice -- she said they wanted to stay two weeks --
I hope they come --

All the people are very nice -- they are all
people with their children of all ages and they came for the
outdoor things they can do.

You see there isn't really any news -

I must drive to the house -- I see Arthur and
several people standing on his front porch looking at me. He
probably thinks I am stuck in the mud or something like that.

The
rain makes everything such a beautiful color I wish you could see
it -- a little bit of low sun through the clouds makes it really
lovely

A kiss to you -- I sometimes think you like me better when
I am away than when I am around near you --

The tooth brushes came today -- Thank you very much.
Did you find the clothes brush and put it in your trunk -- We
need it in New York -

It has stopped raining -- and the dinner bell rang -- I'll
be going in now really -

Another kiss to you

I had a letter from Einstein today written before you got
to town

Am anxious for your N.Y. report.

Saturday Morning 8 o'clock

Early in the morning the little cedar
trees and scrub oak make shade enough to drive the car out of the
sun behind them -- Later in the day when the sun is high there
don't seem to be many trees. I have driven into what seems to be a
very fine shady place to write you.

Your letter yesterday about your first day in town was
just like you -- I had to laugh -- only you ought not get up and
tear about in the morning before you have had breakfast. Of
course no one but you could stand it but I really think you would
not get so tired with your mad doings if you would feed your self
before you start on them. It was just like you too to have the
Buffalo man come in the way he did. You did not make clear to me
which Ranchos church he took. Was it the front view with steeples
and little clouds or the smaller back view like Phillips -- and I
wonder what early one it was that he wanted.

Einstein will never
be able to keep up with you even with the spur of his curiosity
driving him.

Along with my amusement at the way things happen
to you I must say that the idea of 3000 dollars looks good to
me too -- Looks very good to me. Did you deposit it in the
Guaranty Trust for me?

Will they be sending me any proofs out here?
I would like to see them.

I can imagine Mittles eyes popping at
the way things move for you. You are certainly a funny boy.

I will look around here for a sweater for you when I
go to town but I probably will not find any.

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I am still painting on my tree -- probably will be for several
days

The carpenter is putting a big north window in the largest room
of the house I was in last year. It is the only place where there
is even a fair north light on account of the lay of the land. It
looks as if it is going to be very good -- I'll move over there in
about a week. The little garden house is nice but it is just two
tiny rooms -- not room for my stuff and besides he has promised
it to other people before I came. For the little while it has
been good but I think I'll like the other better. There are
fewer human fixings about. I hope you got back to the Lake not
too wern't out -- and that everything there is alright and remains
so.

An early morning kiss to you -- it is so strangely still and
wonderful here now --

Sunday night 9:10 -- I've brushed my hair and am undressed ready for bed -- Arthur flies to Santa Fe early in the morning so I'll send this-- It should get to you quickly -- Not that I have anything to say that is of any great importance -- Just the idea that the word may go quickly is good. Yesterday I painted on my tree and again today. I painted on it and there are other days to go on it I am sure --- something good will come of it even if I have to do it over again.

We have had big commotion -- Ink gave out --
Bob and Maggie came yesterday -- Chauffeur - nurse -- baby -- air
plane -- air pilot -- and what a stir all over the place -- also
brought a man and woman and child -- friends from Princeton -- great
big doings-- Bob leaves in the morning for Dallas Texas -- four
hours or something like that away by air -- And so it goes -- Air
doings do upset the place -- his pilot is a great fellow too -- Has
been flying 21 years -- The plane seems to be something extraordinary
too -- all sorts of gadgets they say. I haven't gone to see it --
forgot to -- it is so big it will not go in the hanger -- The
men love it -

I took quite a long walk after supper tonight alone.
It was a lovely evening and is so beautiful at that time

My new window over at the other house is pretty fine --
They are all surprised at it -- When it is finished it will be even
better -- The wall around it isn't fixed over yet -- It will take
all this week for the mud to dry etc. I took my painting in to
look at it today -- the light will be pretty good I think.

The carpenter is a wonder - so big and strong and shy.
He has been working here and for the woman who owned the place
before Arthur for 15 years - so rough and so gentle -- so quiet --

Monday morning -- Good morning - and a light little kiss to you -

I have your two first letters from the Lake after New York
-- They sound too tired -- sort of limp little letters --
I am
wondering how you are now.

I heard this morning that Walker is
very ill. I am going down and will mail this

It has been a grey morning and
I haven't done much -- sun is out now

Must get off -- you know I have really been
taking care of myself here -- not doing anything I was too tired
to do -- and I am feeling better than in months -- I wish you
could just not drive your self to things you are not really
able to do for a little while --

then you could probably do
easily many things that seem such an effort to you now

A very quiet kiss to you.

Wednesday A.M.

I am glad to have your two letters yesterday saying you
are feeling better --- even if Bill is with you

Walker was too ill to see any one when I went
down day before yesterday but Ethel said he was sitting up and
improving and she thinks he will get out again

On my way home I stopped and had supper
with Cady Wells. He has a very neat little place -- Was very
pleased to see me

Will write you more of it late

This must go

A morning kiss to you -

Good Afternoon Mr. Stieglitz:

I've just eaten my lunch and am so sleepy that
I'm suffering but I haven't written in a couple of days and you
will be wondering

There is no news except that I have waked and
been able to get up before six the past two mornings and am proud
of that. It makes me know I'm feeling pretty good and makes a
difference in the day.

I am still painting on the same painting

Last evening Maggie and I took a walk -- very nice
walk -- then she and Bob came and sat on my porch for a long time
-- want me to go on a long pack trip with them -- I said I would
see. I haven't started to ride yet -- haven't felt like it but
once or twice and then there was no horse as I hadn't asked for
it early in the day. I didn't want to ride very much or I'd
have managed.

I can't go on a trip I want to make alone to that
grey place of last year and trip with Dave and the Johnsons too
-- Too much. I haven't mentioned the picture episode to Bob yet
-- that is coming -- 2 or three days ago -- he offered me a trip
to Hollywood today in his new airplane -- I didn't want to go --
and at this moment I'm glad I'm here near my bed

There really isn't any news

A kiss to you

Good Morning -- It is Sunday 10 A.M.

How are you. I was up a bit late -- after 7 -- it is
going to be a hot day. -- I am sitting in a cool little room that
doesn't belong to me or any one else for that matter -- in the
house where I am going to live -- the house I was in last year.
I like it much better than the other place where I've been living.

It is so far away no one else wants to be here so it is good
for me. The gardener and his wife live here this year -- she is
going to give me breakfast and lunch and at night I'll go over to
the big place for supper -- dinner -- call it what you will.

You would laugh to see what I've achieved around this
house -- Yesterday the gardener and four Mexicans got to work
on the patio and fixed it so that it will take care of its self --
Lowered it a bit so the water does not run on the stone porch as
it did -- made it all so neat that every one's mouth just opens
when they see the change --

The carpenter was here -- he can only
come week ends. -- Works in Santa Fe during the week -- 5 days --
union time -- that he doesn't like -- then comes up here and
works Saturday and Sunday -- which he is not supposed to do but
likes -- and also says he couldn't support his family if he didn't.
He pays two dollars a day out of his Santa Fe union wage for 2 or
4 months -- I don't exactly remember -- for the privilege of
working there -- Well -- he is fixing garage doors so they
roll -- and windows and doors so they don't stick and all such
little things that have to be done -- The painter is finishing
up my room -- and yesterday a Mexican woman was filling cracks with
mud and making bad spots in walls smooth --

There hasn't been so
much doing around here since the house was built -- The house

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keeper was here yesterday afternoon with little Mexican girls
cleaning -- I had to laugh when the prettiest little girl with a
bare back had a white circle painted on her right shoulder blade
after she had passed the painter --- Much doing.

Henwars family and
friends move in tomorrow afternoon -- and I hope to move in in
the morning.

I suppose you will say it is just like me to stir up
the whole place like this. Everything is here -- all it needs is
a little fixing to make it work and to make it very nice. I spent
most of yesterday here and had a very good time -- My strange idea
of a good time. Last night and night before took quite long walks
after supper with Mrs. Fuller -- a relative cousin or something
like that of Mrs. Hare's. She is a lovely woman -- has three nice
children here -- 6 - 10 - 12 -- She is a very nice person to be
with -- her mind is quite her own and takes very interesting turns
-- It has been dark both nights when we returned.

Last night
when we got in Walter Goodwin and Mary Hamlin were here eating
supper. Had come for the week end bringing their horses along in
a trailer -- saddles bridles and everything. He looks very well
-- has gained weight -- she looks better than last year -- but
still a bit thin. They asked about you -- intend to go East in
October and hope to see you.

Must go to lunch

Arthur and Phoebe were over
here -- and later Maggie rode over -- and so the morning gets away.

I wonder if you would like it here -- I am afraid that the
kind of country that makes it not seem unusual to take your

ESPAÑOLA

AUG 11, 1927

Good Morning !

Three letters from you this morning -- Einstein
is with you -- That is very nice -- and Lee there -- lots of big
doings --

Well -- we don't sit still here either.

Yesterday I moved into my new room -- same one as
last year but the new window makes it light and bright to say
nothing about the white ceiling and walk. It is very fine --
yesterday afternoon Henwar and peggie came with the three children
and two English men friends -- seemingly very nice -- I haven't
talked much with them but the older one -- about 45 -- or so
seems to know about the rocks and stars and such things --
and the children are lovely and the way she manages things is
almost more like the older sister --
Henwar is just the same --
really nicer if anything -- very brown and quiet -- asked about
you -- told me about how the movie was worked on as a group
project -- then Strand runs off with all the glory -- and he
laughs -- He doesn't see how it works in with Strand's professed
philosophy of life. -- He is very nice with the children -- They
are here in the house with me --
I am very pleased -- It is so

Peggie

good to see him walking about fixing things -- attending to
things -- all so quietly -- in his blue overalls -- Peggie has
the same outfit -- They are really very right together I think.
Aside from that and the Mexican woman on the porch smearing
mud over all the places scratched up by dogs -- that will be
the finishing touch to make the house neat -- There is no other
news. She is so quiet -- a little scraping -- a rubbing sound

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a swish of water -- I like having her there.

I was up at 5:30 -- had my breakfast in La Vernes
pantry -- thought it would make less noise than her coming in
here with a tray. I didn't want to wake them so early. She and
I took a walk through the hills across the road -- not far but
very pretty -- past that big pink hill I painted a couple of
years ago. When we came back peggie was just out going over to
the other house for her breakfast -- Henwar had had his but he
went over again with his car full of family.

They are not here a
full day yet but it feels very good having them.

I took the grown ones up on my hill top that I go to
very often right after supper for the evening light -- They loved
it.

The Sunday paper came this morning -- thank you.

Now please don't get mixed up in any strenuous family
doings.

A quiet little kiss to you

My greetings to all the others.

Good Morning --- Thursday --- and it seems like Sunday --
maybe
because we are going on a picnic -- Henwar and Peggie -- the small
boy about six and their two Englishmen.

Yesterday afternoon at about four we drove over to
the big cave I told you about -- and all climbed up as far as we
could on the lower curve of it -- from up high inside it we could
see out into the open country beyond. We all came back with lumps
and little bundles of all sorts of colored earths, and I with a
small bright bouquet a bit like the one in Summer Days. It is so
pretty I wish you could see it here beside me on the window sill.

The Englishmen both seem to have to do with Radio
broadcasting. One seems to be a writer - and something of an
anthropologist -- The other -- younger had seen my black painting
at the Surrealist show last winter and had gone four or five
times to see it -- had sent his friends - was much excited -

Friday morning - at 7

I've had breakfast and am all cleaned up for the day
-- even had a little walk --

Yesterday we went on a picnic - about
30 miles to some tall pine trees - up higher than this -- it was
cool and lovely --

It has been pretty warm here I guess -- I don't
feel it in my new place as it only faces north and south and has
a porch to the south. When it gets hotter outside than in I close
the doors and windows and stay inside

This morning is cool enough for a sweater --

After we came from the picnic we still all sat about
together -- The two Englishmen are very good. The younger was
telling about the television situation in England --

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I love the way they walk about and act as if they might be
ingham salesmen or anything when in reality they have gone quite
thoroughly into so many fields --

Found Bobs air pilot in the kitchen here and took him
to supper -- he has a school for flying and has taught 360 some
men to fly --

As I think I said to you last year -- he is one of
the freest people I have ever met -- as if going into the air for
20 some years has done something to him that can't happen to us
always on the earth ---

he is a bit stout and very pleasant -- and
one seems to find him about the place here anywhere if he isn't
in the air.

I must go about my day --

A kiss over the mountain to you -- through
still cool air --

There were two letters from you tonight --- and I must write you
a word -- 9:40 P.M. -- Friday.

I painted on my tree again today
-- it was cool enough to sit out in the wagon -- Henwar and the
two men went to Taos -- the older one is a friend of the Huxleys.
-- Peggie has a sore hand -- was sore befor she got here -- an
infected mosquita bite -- at about four I persuaded her to
go to the doctor -- We went over to see Arthur -- he agreed that
she should go to the doctor and told us who to go to so one of
the ranch boys drove her down and I stayed here and had supper with
the youngsters. They all got back a little after eight and we
have all been sitting on the beds in the room talking while she
soaked her hand --- and it has been very good talking -- The
older Englishman turns out to be Irish -- and he is a most amazing
person -- his name is Gerald Heard --

It has been one of those
talking times that would have interested you -- Some one asked
him if he wanted to do something and he said "I really do not know
-- I don't suppose I do -- all I really want is a few victuals and
a bed" -- And he laughed -- about in your class ---

A small pair of cowboy boots for Peggie's youngest boy
were on the bed -- I admired them and it led to a long explanation
of the racial memory of the significance of the high heeled boot
--- Seems very funny here where all the men wear high heeled boots.

What I really want to say to you tonight is that it
is very nice having Henwar and Peggie and their whole outfit here
-- all of us in the same house --

That Irishman that I thought was
about 45 is probably nearer sixty --

Anyway it is really good days that I am having

Angelino sent me foru big cauiflowers with his love

That made me laugh --

A good night kiss to you

You would really enjoy this house I know

Good Sunday Morning to you !

We have had much excitement this morning. My antelope
friend appeared and stalked all around the house keeping us all
at a safe distance. He is very beautiful. -- but I do not wish to
meet him empty handed.

The prints you sent came two or three days
ago. Thank you but I do not care much for myself.

I think I am through with my tree -- It is the
first thing I have done that when I stand it by the window and look
at it -- then look out the window It looks like what I see out the
window tho it was painted a mile away. I think it really looks
like here. Even at that I don't think it very good -- I'll do
it again.

Every night after supper when the shadows are long and
the sun hits brightly on unexpected spots -- Henwar, Peggie and
I -- sometimes some of the others -- drive up to my high mesa where
we can see all sorts of things in all directions -- we sit there
watching till it is almost dark -- then come over here and sit
on the roof till between 9 and 10 -- that is late for us as we all
get up early. They all love it here -- like looking at it as I do
-- Last night the moon on the high long cliff back of the
house was wonderful -

I think I never enjoyed being with so many
people at once before -- The Irishman is rare -- You will meet him
next winter -- He will see your clouds -

A kiss to you --

Henwar - Peggie and I are going down to Cady
Wells for lunch.

I know you would like this house full this way

Wednesday Noon --

I have been a poke about writing but we seem to
have been doing so many things --

Sunday peggie, Henwar and I went down to Cady Wells
for lunch -- It was very pleasant -- His place is so neat --
fixed up with all sorts of little things -- really quite perfect
--- only I prefer my own room with a saw horse holding up a
couple of long boards for a table to hammer on-- and this very
ordinary one to write on. I always seem to admire the other people
who are perfectly arranged for living with all sorts of pretty
things then for myself have nothing but what I need for working
except lots of space and a few odd rocks and bones and weeds in
tin cans --- I have colored earth in all the glasses I could find.

Monday afternoon peggie, Henwar -- the two men and the
two older children and I drove up to Trompas (Flint can tell you
where it is) for supper. The sky was very dark and threatening --
very dark -- snow on the Treechas peaks and on the Taos Mountains.
We had our supper just a few feet from a Penitante cross -- the
pink and green valley and mountains far away below -- We went
in the station wagon -- the first time I ever had a real load
of people in it. We drove back toward the sun set -- It was nice -

Peggies girl child was very pleased that you remembered
her -- said she liked you very much and asked me to send you her
love -

Yesterday Paul Jones came up and spent the day -- We were
all glad to see him -- Last night an old music teacher of Mrs.
Packs had a 14 year old boy who just came with her play for all
of us over at Maggies and Bobs -- He played *very* well. Is to work
with Litkowitz next winter. I sat and talked with Bob and Maggie
a long time after the others left -- I like them -- but they

are such a different thing than Peggie and Henwar -- it seems
a bit funny that I like them all.

This morning after my six oclock breakfast
Laverna and I walked out to the foot of the big cliff back of
the house about 3/4 of a mile away and when we got up on the
first little hill saw Peggie and Henwar and the smallest boy
coming after us.

I went with them to the swimming pool this morning
watching the whole tribe of ranch children swim --

This must go

A kiss to you --

Friday afternoon --

I had the paper today but no letter --
however I am pleased to have the paper.

My letter day befor yesterday was a scratch -- I
forgot to tell you that when we went down to Cady Wells he told
me that Walker died -- a few days befor -- Ethel had taken him to
Tennisee for burial -- I was much distressed and know you will be
too --- gives me a very strange feeling -- I had done so many
things here with him -- gone so many places -- all up and down
the roads I know so well. A person seems stranely near when
they are gone --

both DeMuth and Walker.

Yesterday afternoon after supper -- Peggie - Henwar
and Ben -- the second child and Felix Green and Spud Johnson who
came up for the day and I got into the station wagon and drove off
into the evening up to the U.S. Hill -- That is about 20 miles
this side of Taos. Up in the high mountain country we found
a little open meadow -- big trees all round the edge -- We made
fire -- it was lovely moonlight - Sat around a bit then got into
our sleeping bags. I didn't sleep much -- The fire and the moon and
the big trees -- it was lovely -- The drive up nice too. Peggie
and I sat on the second seats -- the three men in front -- the
little boy behind -- Peggie is really a lovely person -- The
moon so bright it seemed we could see the color in everything --

We were all up early - Henwar making the fire and the coffee
-- I had put the coffee in the kettle all ready yesterday -- eggs
and becon and fruit juice out of cans and were off down the
mountain. We stopped at the first stream to wash then dashed off
up the Loko Mountain through Taos to Friedas to get Gerald Heard
who had been taken up there by the Huxleys - Huxley is tall

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and thin and pale -- and his wife so thin and pale -- the boy better
-- but Oh dear they look so literary it makes me crawl

I tried once to read something of his and couldn't --
I'll try again but I'm sure I'll fail -- We all look so brown and
healthy here it seems strange to think of any one being here all
summer and looking the way they look. They are great friends of
Gerald Heard -

Well we were cold and wet with dew up on the mountain
this morning and hot and dusty and tired when we got back here
at about three -

It rained on us for lunch -- every one had a good
time -- Frieda and Angelino are fine -- he had made a cement
swimming pool and the rain a couple of days ago washed out one
wall 50 feet long.

I am still dirty -- have only greased my sun
and wind burn and brushed my hair and given everyone tea

A kiss -- They get away on Monday -- then
I'll sit at home alone but I have loved being with them and doing
things with them.

Good Morning -- Sunday Morning --

Lovely and still -- 11 o'clock -- every one
has gone somewhere -- Peggie and Henwar have gone down to call
on Marie -- I am glad they decided to -- to me it seemed the only
thing to do.

They leave tomorrow -- Last night after supper and into
the moonlight we all walked up back of the main ranch house -- one
of my favorite places -- up over the hills and low cliffs -- the
sun set over all the far away plains - cliffs -- and blue mountain
-- so very beautiful -- They loved it -- we walked up till we
were all hot -- then it began to rain a little just enough to cool
you but not really wet you -- It was bright moonlight as we came
down --

When we got over to this house -- every one seemed so
pleased to be here -- it is so still -- so alone -- so open all
around -- I love the way they love it -- feel it almost a personal
flattery that they like it as I do -- Felix and I went in the
kitchen and fixed some iced fruit juice in a couple of pitchers-
a pitcher -- for there only is one -- and a canning jar to be
exact -- and glasses on a very large tray then climbed to the
roof with it where the others were -- getting up the ladder with
it was quite an adventure but we got there -- Henwar had taken up
a load of blankets -- we all sat there in a row -- talking --
looking - drinking our juice --

The two men - Gerald and Felix

crept down one at a time to bed and left Peggie - Henwar and me
in a huddle talking for a long time. They confided to me that
it was their wedding anniversary - they didn't want the others
to know because they didn't want any fuss or talk over it --

When

I came into my room with a small lantern Bob gave me in my hand -
it vaguely light the white room and through the very big window I
could see the cliffs in the moonlight -- bright -- with the windmill
wheel shining bright in front of them -- it was wonderful in a
wierd sort of way -- I had to call Henwar in to see it and when he
made shadows on the wall with his hand it was all like a part of
the outdoors -- very queer and beautiful.

He and Peggy together are

really fine --

They go tomorrow -- I will be glad for the time
we have had together -- but am very ready to be getting to work

I have never had a finer time with so many people at once -
sort of sparkling and alive and quiet -- all at the same time.

You would have liked it too and been a nice
part of it.

A Sunday kiss to you over the mountain through little
white clouds.

Good Morning !

Monday Morning

A perfect sort of quiet day -- I was up early walking --
climbing over in some hills I've always intended to go to
--- No grass --- just the red and sort of orange and green grey
earth --

Last night after supper we all walked up the handsomest
canyon -- when it was dark and the moon up we came back -- Things
all change so in the moonlight

Then we came over here and climbed to the
roof as usual

They go early tomorrow

My walk alone -- before any one was up this
morning was wonderful

A kiss to you -

Wednesday night ---

Finally I am alone here -- They all got off
for California yesterday morning -- They wanted me to go along
but it is time for me to be alone a bit and at my own doings.
I went to Santa Fe yesterday afternoon thinking Claudie would
come through and that I would look for Vernon Hunter and the
Perries -- I found no one. Had my car serviced and rode back in
the moonlight -- a man named Comstock -- professor of Architecture
at Princeton drove down with me. He drove. We had dinner in town
and came back --

I called Ethel Walker too -- telephone disconnected
so she is still at home somewhere in the middle west I suppose.

Today I have painted all day. Walked for about 3/4 of an
hour before supper trying to find a way to get my car across four
or five deep ditches to another tree I want to paint. I think
I'll get across. You will laugh when I say that I have two new
paintings tonight that I didn't have this morning --

--- I miss all the Henwar outfit -- miss them very much
but I like getting to work --

Gerald Heard gave me his last book -- very modestly as if
it were something filthy -- "The Third Morality" -- It looks
like something to read and think about even if he was so often
so funny in his Irish way.

I found this written on some hard smooth sand in the shade
of a tree where he had been walking

Do not act as though
You were in the

be

Know that you
are in the presence
and you will

He only gave me the book because I asked to borrow a copy
Felix had. I didn't know he wrote books till the maid here told

me she saw it and asked me about it --

Since they are gone even
the sky is cloudy -- cant even see any stars up on the roof. It
was lovely moonlight all the time they were here.

You sound a bit lonely up there on the hill --
It makes me wish that I could be beside you for a little while --
I suppose the part of one that is anything to you is there --
even if I am here --

A good night kiss to you --

I wonder how you are tonight --

Funhy the way I sometimes get a
feeling that I would like to know right this minute how you are.

I was up early -- painted all day -- out in
the car from 7 till 11 -- then the rest of the day indoors -- and
there it hangs on the wall looking at me and I dont know what it
looks like but I think I'll paint it again tomorrow - just some
red hills --

At 5:30 -- I went out and walked -- just out over the
queer colored land -- such ups and downs -- so much variety in such
a small space -- It was grey -- but even at that I was all in a
sweat when I came in -- outdoors with a breeze I was cool --

Maggie Johnson was at the house for supper
-- back from their pack trip -- Bob not back -- The Mexican they
took along cut his foot and she brought him out to the doctor --
After supper I went with her -- their chauffeur and Pete to interpret
to the Mexicans family to tell them what had happened -- It was
well beyond the end of the road about 15 miles from here -- We
got stuck in a little broken bridge -- crossed a hay field --
a stream -- stones to step on very far apart -- a field that had
just been irrigated and was very wet -- then the little house up
a little hill -- a dog barking at us all the while out of the
dark -- Clay got a shovel and went back to dig the car out while
Maggie with Pete to interpret told the family -- and they were so
distressed -- a very old man -- quite blind and thin but very
alive in his way of moving about and gesticulating-- Pete was so
quiet and gentle with him -- The house very poor but neat and
orderly --

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-- I was interested in it all -- it was quite beautiful
-- but sad --

the old man was so worried

My shoes are a sight -- and no good any more --
I came home bare footed

I've been up on the roof watching the moon come
up -- The sky very dark -- the moon large and lopsided -- and
very soft -- a strange white light creeping across the far away
to the dark sky -- the cliffs all black -- it was weird and strangely
beautiful

Good night -- I wonder how you are

A good night kiss to you -

Well Mr. Stieglitz -

You would laugh --

I was up and out early
this morning painting another tree -- and I think it is going to
be a good one --

Didn't go out after lunch -- looked like rain
-- tinkered about in the house -- and it did rain -- rained hard
-- Was just getting ready for supper when in walked Bart Perry
and his wife and a man who drove them out here from Taos

The country all wet in the evening light was
wonderful - Perry was in great excitement over it -- said it
was the high spot of their trip. They were all astonished at the
color and the shapes. We had supper then walked a little - Then
drove over here to my house -- Perry really has funny quirks --
They sat about talking --- I have the back seats out of the
station wagon in my room -- one rocking chair and one straight
chair -- a table made of two long boards resting on a window
sill at one end and on a carpenters saw horse that Ted left for
me --- It is a big room but with all the things about that I
work with it looks a bit strange --

Arthur Pack came in a few days
ago and looked about and asked anxiously -- "Well Georgia wouldn't
you like to have a few rugs or something" -- and I had to tell
him no that I like it this way --

Sat. A.M. -- The Perries spent the night and got up and
away at five this morning -- They both had a hot shower in my
bathroom which also seemed to be a great event to them as the
bathing facilities where they have been staying haven't been
much -- It does make me realize that it is pretty comfortable here