The way to get the most out of life is to confine ourselves to a few simple things, so that we can absorb them thoroughly –
Summer arrived this morning about 5:13 ½ or some such outlandish time – it seemed most appropriate to go out sketching...
"June is perfection - the pulse of nature is throbbing full and fast. Senility is far away and is not thought of."
learing – subdued sunshine – next dkness – ragged clouds – windy sunshiny day follows – lrg looming clouds – BV bottoms – wet plowed fields show purple in distance –
Fleabane is in bloom — the whole mystery and wonder of childhood is centered in this dainty flower — It is a fabulous plant —
It is raining - how truly divine is such an event in June - everything bespeaks the presence of God.
My first outdoor sketch in 7 or 8 weeks. Life seems worth living again.
Day spent in "redding up" the spot where the playhouse stood - Rindus spent the day mending the fence. He is a good conscientious worker -
Hot & Humid; great cumulus clouds, the air heavy. Our wild yellow iris (souvenir of last year’s trip to Howard & Hamilton) in full glory...
"I never saw so wonderful a day as today...The air is absolutely pure and clean and a brisk wind is blowing. This world and life grows more wonderful to me with each day."