Sleep late – (11:00) –
A quiet rainy day. It seems heavenly peaceful & quiet in the studio & back of it.
Putting pictures away with B, studying them, etc.
Sitting out back of the studio. At times a faint suggestion of a falling rain drop, so slight as to make one think it was imagination – only by looking up into the shadow parts of the poplar trees were the fine drops visible. At one time four white butterflies unevenly spaced in tandem fashion, at about an angle of 45o to the ground, flew past, keeping the same formation all the time. Was it coincidence or did it mean something?
Song sparrows at times, and a great fussing and clatter of a starling family in the willow tree.
The rain finally increased and drove me indoors.
This kind of weather has never been better described than Tolstoy does in “War and Peace” –
Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, August 6, 1946