Dearest Diary,
This Lord's Day found me feeling quite rested and prepared to accomplish those deeds that pressed upon me. A small dinner party was in order and Lady Pigeon and I disposed of the meal quite successfully. Prior to such dining we spent the chief of the afternoon at the Granada Estate, tending to the sorts of chores that are left undone during the oft-busy week. I resumed my daily recreation about the grounds and visited a bit with Mr. Crosby, and it is now the hour at which I ought to retire.
I must confess, however, that I feel little of fatigue at present and wish to carry on in the manner I have been accustomed these last few hours. Nevertheless, it is this side of tomorrow, that I shall be reuniting with a most beloved sister after some months in her absence. I have promised to be well-rested for the occasion. Shall I return to you on the morrow?...
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