To the Big Woods, hoping to do a black woods interior with falling snow.
It is in the lower ravine that the real beauty of this woods is best revealed.
At noon times, when we came out of school, the sweet fragrance of growing things was wafted to me and the pleasure of it thrilled me thru and thru.
A Big Windy day after the storm —
A clear sunny day – I wanted to take Bertha to see the hepaticas but she did not feel up to it – at first I planned to “loaf” all day – but then decided to go out painting – after lunch...
The pure weather continues. Mornings cold and white with frost – Haze in the air; sparkling grass –
Bertha and I on our annual Hepatica pilgrimage. A clear sunny day, ideal for our trip, mild weather with just a faint tinge of chill.
A fairy building or house of the wings of a moth, might use the transparent spots in the wings as windows. What would flowers look like seen thru them!
B & I to Dr. Bennett’s to have her eyes examined. Waiting in a Dr.’s office is always a strange experience. When you come in, you feel that you are strangers,
Rain commences late afternoon, becoming a steady downpour by night – a spring rain is a beneficent act; One could stand in it and feel sheer physical pleasure in its contact – The air is full of toad-songs and calls of various birds. Saw a house-wren twice.