A.M. studies of tulip tree flowers. It suggested a June night picture – moonlight and a Luna moth on the flowers...
Three Dreams last night. Spotty barking aroused me. I fell asleep and dreamed that I went down and outdoors to see what alarmed her...
A dream: Finding a sketch book of mine, and in it [a] superb drawing of a team of horses, hitched to a buggy, in July morning sunshine...
Today, worked all day on the two Evans elevators – this with more pleasure, mainly I think because it was within a passage whose creative problems were already solved. (for creation is not pleasure, but agony).
A dream: A June twilight; several thunderstorms were forming in the west and northwest; the wind was blowing violent...
Continuance of sultriness. The sky becomes romantic with smeary weathery clouds
A dream last night which reflects my agony of longing to paint. I was at a street intersection in some town, making a sketch of some tall poplars blown by a strong June wind...
How different the world is after a man has found a woman whom he can construct a plan of his future — A few weeks ago I wandered afield terrified by my loneliness in nature —
A second dream – following immediately on the other. Riding on a bicycle (in quest of gigantic primroses – it was late August or Sept.) down a wood-lined road to Hamburg...
There is an excitement in riding on a street-car when you have no objective - At a certain point the canal looked so interesting we got off and made for it, came to some locks