Mild and Sunny — the breathing, as it were, of snow melting in the sun, was like the first hint of spring
A rather do-less day — little odd jobs, such as making a “box album” for the year 1962 of the Journals, etc —
When I went into the studio, I found the small furnace in the new part of the studio, not working — Called M.S. who came down in the afternoon and fixed it —
About 3:00 B & I to East Aurora so B could exchange some pajamas M & H gave her Christmas, & which had proved to be too small —
Home by way of the Big Tree Toad and Transit — The country beautiful under a westering sun, which played hide and seek with a fleet of cloud-dapples — In the east cumulus clouds (like summer clouds) stood up loftily, a golden yellow —
Late evening played the Walter version of the unfinished symphony which through long neglect had regained all its pristine romantic appeal. Then had to play the Trout Quintet again, this time at the proper speed — glorious music, beautifully played —
Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, January 7, 1964