April Monday 15, 1895 Bright & dry. Weed killing & soil mellowing going on merrily. Reading Coleridge, but little composition.
Tuesday 16 Dry & bright , sunrise glorious. The old pomp over & over again. Yet no two sunrises alike exactly, though so fine the variations as we have them presented they are inappreciable. But nevertheless from what we know of the sun they must be very great.
Wednesday 17 Here comes another bright day the old [ ] again [& though] seemingly to us monotonous through small local cares & tasks, when like gophers we drive our trade of soil stirring almost in the dark. How vast a multitude of interesting events are taking place over this busy loving hating world. Three doz. [dozen] single Cherokee rose bushes arrived today from Oakland to be planted along the new fence on the roadside on the Rodgers Ranch to bless with their blossoms thousands of passengers to come.
Thursday 18 Planting roses, a fine business. They require fine care for a few months but when fairly established they bless every eye & want no other attention than admiration. I know of no other investment likely to give such delightful dividends of beauty at so cheap & pleasant a price. What a hedge I shall have 50 rods long 6 Ft. high & millions [of] lovely white flowers 3 to 4 inches diameter, the flowers lasting more than a month & the leaves forever. On their glossy evergreen surface no dust lies.
Original journal dimensions: 20 x 27 cm.
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