February 7, 1939 (Tues.)
A film of slushy snow on the ground, A.M. walk out Clinton to power-line, thence to French Rd & in Union. Pleasant walking.
A day of aimless puttering. My mind is in a blank state regarding my work.
Late afternoon. Same walk as morning, in reverse. Little spears of ice forming in the pools. Sun, flaming red, setting in cold blue gray clouds. The air is fresh, I enjoyed walking vigorously.