February 11, 1912 continued- February 25, 1912
commercially made, lined paper notebook
8-1/4 x 6-3/4 inches
in places by dark bluish grey ponds of ice, and patches of white snow; in the distance were grey trees of Bentley’s, partially obscured by mists, towards which I naturally turned, crossing the pasture field. When I came to the “Trough, after slipping and sliding over a stretch of ice in front of it, I saw it was not frozen over, and the green water plants in it seemed strange when one looked out over the frosty scene.
“The Locusts” were wonderful. Naturally a wild-looking, grotesque and gaunt tree, they appeared more so today. “The Locusts: is a grove of locust trees crowning the hill just beyond the “Twin Springs. Leading from the rail-fence that crawls along the west and north edge of Bentley to paths lead, one turning down in to stop at the Springs and then climbing the abrupt little hill, where are the locust; the other, lazily contenting itself with merely leading up around thru the Locusts proper, both of them finally writing and continuing along the south edge of the woods. Behind the black locusts, that seemed to be struggling to keep from falling down in the hollow, were the grey dim woods, the yellowish misty sky.