a year ago on a trip to Gowanda – one of those days that turned out to be a miss-fire for painting.  Now the year has rolled around again, and the plant is growing again in new surroundings.
                                                                       Sat. Apr. 9, 1932
      My birthday – the children got stage-fright this morning and could not say “Happy Birthday” to me.  I teased them so that at length M.A. started to cry for vexation, because she could not bring herself to say it.
     Early to Buffaloto shop – a cold gray day – wind out of the east – Buy tie for myself (the children’s gift) – to market for vegetables, etc.  – get10:15bus home.
     Children give me colored drawings.
     To taxidermist’s for crow.  Mine he had fixed in a “cawing” position – wings lightly spread, mouth open.  He had some other crows there that had been ordered and never called for.  I bought two more – one sitting, and one with wings fully spread.
     Take them to studio – they look fine there and add an atmosphere that I love.  The cat, which was by the fire, was terror- stricken at the sight of the birds.
     Spend afternoon building cases for the crows.
     Evening records (Bertha’s present) comes in the mail.  Pieces by Sibelius, Rimsky Korsakov, and Moussorgsky – all somewhat of a disappointment.
                                                                  Sun. Apr. 10, 1932
     A.M. finished one case for birds –
    P.M. birthday dinner with decorations and all.  Listen to Symphony Concert, tho not with much interest.
                                                                   Mon. Apr. 11, 1932
     A dark day –
     A.M. take out the ashes, continue ash walk to rear of studio – take saw to Herbeins to be sharpened, taking Arthur and Catherine along-
    Noon– B. toBuffaloto shop –
     P.M. mounting paper in studio – playing the Hammerplarrer Sonata the while –
     Rain commences late afternoon, becoming a steady downpour by night – a spring rain is a beneficent act