Dec. 31, 1930
     On my walk tonight, I got a special pleasure out of the raw cold wind, and the powdery snow that automobiles swished up into my face –
     A dream – I was painting and looking over my pencil studies – the painting was of a huge window with rain falling on snow outside – in front I was to put a portrait of myself – the work seemed marvelous to me, as did the pencil studies, and a water-color of a young moon behind drifting clouds – I thought someone suggested that this could be used to illustrate the last hour before the end of the world.
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     Thinking with regret of old moods and experiences –
     The locomotive April in the Wellsville yards – 1921-
     The January winter- night along theOhio River1921 brick kilns – (I lost this mood – it never blossomed into a painting)-
     Jan. 1, 1931
     While sitting at the dining table today staring abstractedly at the white cloth, baby vaguely conscious of the prattle of the children at their play, suddenly a rich yellow light seemed to pour in the windows from all sides – the early afternoon sun had pierced the clouds for a moment –
     Jan. 2, 1931-
     Watching the sunlight on distant smoke today – how far away and remote it seemed –
     Jan. 4, 1931-
     Stagnant, undecided weather –
     The pale sun shines on the snow with a