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Tues - [[strikethrough]] Monday [[/strikethrough]] nite

I had to kiss a negro - large man (Siegel?) watching.  I held him in the kiss very long proving something? to S.

Ed. Cooks house - a basket of tomatoes in the yard - a man watching me pick two - & place on scale - one over ripe - one almost perfect - upper section more recently ripened - best two in basket - snow on ground - scale went the complete round either 5 or 12 lbs.  I new this wasn't correct.  Cynthia or Sally would from a distance (she was with a group of people) indicating she'd be by & take care - (all out doors) - since changes - (still out doors - no longer Ed Cook's place (everything a little [[shabier??]] - small woman outside & I'm in a shed speaking to her through open window in the door [[crossed out]] wich [[??]] [[/crossed out]] witch is closed - (Jackson has walked into the main house I ask her how she put up batch of cucumbers. she replies its the skins she's interested in & is making wine of them - has been experementing for yrs & walks towards another little shed saying I'll show you.  I exclaim please don't & she's says I'm forgot I'm sorry (meaning J. may come out & it would be a bad idea to have wine around) (a pattern I set up with people) a skunk come up rather close & I point it out to her - we watch it for a while it comes closer, she says it a slightly frightened voice, let[[??]] me in moving to-wards me - my arms are folded & with out changing there position I bear down with my elbows & try to release latch - very limp action, will not open door, wonder why I don't use my hands, but am unable to do so - dream breaks in this frustration.  sister Rose