Morning cloudy with showers of rain. I rode to Medford. The country looking beautiful.
The grass has just attained that vivid green which it possesses upon first growing
and which the novelty and the short time it remains make peculiarly refreshing to
the eye. Mr. and Mrs. Brooks were exceedingly kind to me and I felt almost as if I
was at home. I am grieved to see how she looks. Mrs. Everett came in the afternoon
and drank tea. On the whole, this was a very pleasant day.