Dearest Diary,
I am pleased to inform you that in a little over two months, I shall be headed to the northern country to enjoy the scenery among the mountains and springs. I hasten to be on the way, but I suppose there is much to attend to before we can away. I can take comfort in that very fact that plans have been made and cannot be changed. I intend to partake in the sports of walking and riding, as well as a foxhunt or two. Perhaps one's cousin will be capable of teaching the art of horseback riding. I am unaccustomed to the live version and shall therefore require some coaching on the task. Nevertheless, I intend to be impressively happy.
I shall certainly hope to secure many portraits of the visit, and will eagerly share them with you upon my return. But alas, this shall not take place for quite some time.
It is also certain that I have found it quite difficult to concentrate on the tasks at hand with such excitement to come.
Would that tomorrow, I may have a clearer mind...
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