Mart said when they went down to the train to meet him, there was no sign of him. They hurried upstairs and there he was, walking alone, lugging his big suitcase.
I had planned to start the Bat picture today, in fact I seemed all primed for it, but when we called about Peggy coming over to help with the house work, — Mart said some neighbors had invited Peggy to go to the beach for the day, so we said we thought she should go as the weather was to turn colder tomorrow — Oddly enough this seemed to throw me at loose ends and I thought immediately that perhaps we ought ourselves to go to Emporium, as I had been thinking of it for some time — I mentioned it to Bertha and she was all for it.…A hot, steaming day, the air full of golden yellow August haze — ideal for the impressions I want to get of the Pennsylvania mountain country –
While sitting here, I noticed a large yellow orb-weaver. Desiring to see to what extent he wound defend himself I tool a twig & commenced tapping him.
I forgot to mention the Aurora Borealis which were brilliantly visible on Friday night.—
I can imagine no more miserable person than he who has attained his ideal.
All morning on the frames - then I felt the need of getting out and doing some painting so strongly that after lunch, I hurriedly gathered together my stuff, packed a lunch, and went out.
A.M. – Tracing of the “Appalachian Highway” in order to start a brand new picture of it, entirely in my new mode.
Sunny and cool – In studio, studying sketches of last year with the thought of readying them for John’s visit – making notes with chalk and charcoal on several of them – finally got to work on the queen-anne’s lace (with church) –
It is not until now that I really see that misty morning I beheld on the car Sunday. It comes over me with great joy that it is Southeast to me now. Sulphur streams & hills—
Gas rationing registration yesterday. I have applied for additional rations—the thought of not being able to go out at least occasionally in the car is depressing.