Wonderful mellow October days. Spring. Keller is most natural. Yesterday while criticizing me he turned his head suddenly and asked “Is there a dirty spot on my nose?”
"...There is power & beauty in linking together, the sunset (as above) the glowing forth of the moon; the moonlit thunder piles to the black north, lit by lightning, in the terrific wind..."
After show wandered up + down Main St. window shopping, munching on cashew nuts. A pleasant cool air.
Never before this have I understood the sudden transition & triumphant ending to the Egmont Overture...
The church bells sound tonight as they did in childhood. A vast lonely evening, with tremendous overpowering melancholy; the child has vague remembrances of the terror of the Sunday School lesson of the morning in which fearful stress is put on the avenging wrath of God—
To country S.E. of E. Aurora painting (– Best way to get there – 20 A – right on 98 to Johnsonburg (1.3 miles) – east on road, then 2nd road to right)...
"...There is no discord between me and the world now..."
S. played a number of things interesting for differing reasons – One was two “symphonies” of electronic music unfortunately I cannot remember the origin of the sounds used, nor how manipulated, but much to my surprise we both were fascinated by the “music”
It is raining—autumn rain at night—Think of birds sitting in bare trees—