Dream – of being in Cleveland, and planning to take the 8:00 A.M. train home to Salem. I had “ordered” my ticket and was on my way to the station...
Cold wind in window, sunlit apple blossoms wind tossed – song of yellow bird & oriole –wind growing colder –
Sultry weather, almost unbearable – Spring is coming along with a bewildering rush; bloodroot in full glory, and more than we have ever had –
Cleaning out shed, fixing driveway – playing records in studio.
A great longing to own a piece of this land, the whole noble ravine swept over me, and remains as an obscession [sic]—
A brisk March-like day—…
Unable to settle down to do anything—studying the “Song of the Peterbird—preliminary mounting of the Albany sketch finish cementing on car.
Last night looking at the “Burning Stumps” I came to the conclusion that the big tree in the foreground would have to be eliminated...
"...flying curtains – rain – robins –...rainy sky rainy wind ...Rain dashing in the faces – piling of black clouds against them green elms..."
April 21 (Easter Sunday)
AM Red + Sally out – on “Easter” before Cathie left – exchange of presents etc.
The church full – we had to sit in the aisle – A beautiful day –