Yesterday a trip with Jim and Jim Groner after frogs.
The wonder of a May afternoon such as I never experienced before filled me with inexpressible happiness – It was one of those (seemingly) endless peaceful afternoons when all Nature stands still in the exultant flush of perfect growing life; I sat on a hillside most of the afternoon while the two Jims hunted for frogs –
(an impression of young elms –
[Small vertical sketch of trees]
At night I experienced again the mystery of late spring dusk in the swamps.