Tho at going to bed it was raining, morning light again revealed a whitened earth. It was a sugary snow, not shaggy like the other day, and gave all things a softened look. As the day advanced, the clouds broke and we had a rare combination of sunlight and snow-flurries at noon as the snow-particles fell on our coats, we saw that they were wonderful little stars. During the afternoon pieces of cerulian sky showed above the yellow-topped flake-spotted clouds. The snow was indeed a flurry—flakes driven hither and thither fashion thru the snapping air.
Late evening to King’s to see about Rubary at Stony until twelve o’clock discussing religion and philosophy. He introduced me to Elbert Hubbard’s “Little Journeys to the homes of Good men and Great.”
After lunch met Charlie. To his Tailors. A pleasant talk with him. To Kokoon Klub— - meet Cornell there. Various art topics with Cornell. Glance thru Ray Nielson’s “East of the Sun & West of the Moon.” A marvelous book. Joe returns in evening and tells of arranging exhibition with Eastman. Eastman refused out of pure prudery to put any nude females in. The very thought makes me boil. My only fear is this school may in some manner influence me. I am inclined to pursue literature + art which will go fair in the opposite direction.
Charles Burchfield, December 11, 1914