In these days we have reliable weather reports a week in advance; formerly “weather prophets” could tell a day or so in advance from the appearance of the sky. Now we are told a cold wave is coming in a week with storm & freezing weather. There is something sinister about it. The weather is calm, lazy & misty; not a sign of rain or wind, and yet we know that a storm is far away constantly approaching. It gives to this dead calm a sinister quality it would not otherwise have.
At dusk I took a short bicycle ride. On all sides there are bon-fires – strange lurid patches with dark figures in front of them. At an old house on Mud Street a negro couple stood in a tall black doorway and talked.