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A bitterly cold night – I could not sleep for the cold, nor could I warm myself with more cover – I lay cramped, filled with pessimistic thoughts about my life and work...

Here in this deep pine hollow where no wind ever comes; where the terrific gale in the outside world is but the vague rumour of roaring trees’ tops...

I am in good health these days and have a confident healthy outlook in regard to my work. I see ahead of me long vistas of work, new problems I want to tackle. On the eve of my exhibition, I feel as tho I were ready to repudiate all I have done,

World white with thick feathery frost.

Pale far away grey morning – Earth & Sky one – The sky is blueish grey at bottom but lighter warmer grey above...

Letter from F.R. [Frank Rehn]—check for $400—& news that Dayton had bought “Budding Poplar Branches” for $1200. No other news & rather discouraging remarks on the size & price of my recent pictures.

This morning at first light some indefinite color began to show in the southeast; first it flared into brick red, then a rich fiery saffron which rushed up to the zenith, turned crimson and sent an awesome red glow down through the skylight...

The faithful interpretation of natural truths should be a matter of religion—even a bud on a twig wrongly placed would be a sin...

Last night a dream: I was in Salem, had been shopping “down-town” for my mother, having among other things a steak...

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