The folks from Ohio’s visit –
A good visit –
Trees at afterglow are without branches, and are heavy at top, a weird hanging rhythm takes place – June is a cool NW wind deep blue sky; booming white rolling clouds; all grasses in full bloom – meadows choking – bobolinks –
There is an excitement in riding on a street-car when you have no objective
A dead, hot day, no freshness of June. There was something grand and invigorating in the down-pouring of the sun’s heat. The fragile character of the pale hot blue of flax flowers- or the lavender of iris dancing in the heat waves.
What a wealth of human understanding and contentment as suggested by this simple passage:
The countryside, for the most part, in the full lush growth of June – But a disheartening note – the widely prevalent ravages of the maple blight – It seems to be spreading like wildfire –
"Fireflies abound and are beautiful as they flash in the moonlight... One bank, lying low over a meadow, seemed illuminated from within with moonlight."
The sight of the first flea-bane of the season always takes my breath away- There is one in full bloom at the far end of the perennial garden- It is the true flower of childhood symbolizing its purity and innocence.
…Evening to Albright Graduation. – Afterwards everyone to Art School to see work of students,
Studying the 1925 “Lilacs” picture, of a house (since remodeled & “ruined”.) up on Clinton St. opp. Bullis. At long last I realize that the trouble with this picture is that the house must stand alone, that the house on the left does not belong I will have to re-mount it.