19 Yosemite Dec 6th 69 Dear friend Mrs Carr I am feasting in the Lords Mountain house what pen may write my blessings
I am going to dwell here all winter magnificently snowbound just think of the grandeur of mountain winter in Yo-Semite would
that you could enjoy it also I read your word of pencil upon the bridge below the Nevada I thank you for it most devoutly
No one nor all of the Lords blessings can enable me to exist without friends indeed There is no snow in the valley, the ground
is covered with the brown yellow leaves of the oak maple their crisping rustling make me think of the groves of Madison I
have been wandering about