Out painting – to the country around Rushford Lake. I had in mind the shot I found two years ago (July 26) – when I took a dirt road south from Bliss...
A dream: A country lane, with trees on both sides – Two birds flew into one of the trees, and I realized at once that they are the rare blue grosbeaks...
A dream – Of being on a walk, N.E. of Salem. Turning down the Covered Bridge road (that leads east from the Egypt Rd.)
In my thoughts today I am reaping the harvest of last nights ramble –
A dream of being in an office of some sort, with Ed. Sides. He was showing me some very large reproductions of some paintings by a young woman artist...
Evening B + I to Three Rod Road Park on the hill above Williston - A slight rain falling – a pleasant hour.
A dream: Working in an old factory (a combination, in spirit, of Mullins and Bridge). It seemed to be made of wood and unpainted...
Last night in the middle of the night I woke up. We had gone to bed late; Frances had come over from Cleveland and we talked a lot, and the baby had been restless.
A dream - Someone (possibly the publishers) had sent me an advance copy of a new book - the world as it appeared to a child (in this case, a girl) with many illustrations by some young artist...
Locusts become musical at twilight.