March 23, 1920
    When you are untroubled by the hideousness of your circumstances, it mean that your fire has flickered down, is dying – Adversity is a constant force, and your misery in {en?} it is only great or small in proportion to the amount of power there is in you that is opposite it.
    At noon I sit on the back porch in the hot sunlight – the ground ticks with the sticky dripping sound of melting frost – the dry grass is matted like a poodle-dog that has been thrown in the water – the cackling of hens from steaming manure-piles, with visions of far-stretching white March plains to the south – a carpenter