– am I about to do more city-scapes? and in a totally new manner! The world is new to me again –
"I drove on a short ways, then ate my lunch on a bare hillside, after which I drove to the town again, purchased a farmer’s straw hat, and proceeded west to the hill I wanted."
Picnic in the park with a loud-speaker, reaching a new low in vulgarity –
The season nears August – cicadas drone in the murky heat of midday and at night the katydids are commencing —
Finally got to work at a pretty good pace. It seemed to me that I should never be able to paint any more.' How often, and of course only recently, have I reached the same sense of futility!
To early service – H. along – (the blue-jay family) A rather tiresome day – finally in desperation we drove over to Crowns for a snack – on our return we invited the R’s [Richters] for a visit and refreshments
All at once the wheat field picture loses interest - The shell is gone.
Last evening an unusual cloud phenomenon- (similar to the cloud effects of that rhapsodic year of 1915, when I was continually overwhelmed by the power and beauty of the heavens)...
"The river is swollen with spring rains and is a roaring torrent of rapids. Somehow the boat sails safely across the rapids + we disembark."
Letter from Art – He is doing well with his job – had received a raise on the strength of his high standing in the school at Endicott. He and Violet are planning to be married in about a couple of...