Wed. Apr. 20, 1932
     Drowsy warm weather – fiddling around – Catch a spring in the back lot by the willow.  Hepaticas in their prime.  The chaste innocent wide-eyed beauty of these flowers is always a miracle.  Of all flowers it is my favorite.
     P.M. helping B. – change the clothes and shelves in mine and the girls’ closets.
                                                                      Thurs. Apr. 21, 1932
     Warmer today – the dense deadening heat of early spring – grass fires everywhere sending pale blue smoke up into the white sky – A.M. to Ed. Lehde to get fruit trees.  Try to find Herbein to get him to plant them but inthat avail.  After dinner mark places where trees are to go – very warm but cool wind from north-east.
     When school is out all of us by bus to Ebenezer thence to woods on high banks above Cazenovia Creek.  An ideal woods with little hollow-springs beauties – children run like wild things – lunch sitting on stumps – old roots.  Then leisurely down road to Seneca St. boys fishing at dam – grass fire atSeneca St. –
     Tonight Smeja’s burned the grass east of their houses – it made a beautiful fantastic ever-growing ring of flame –
     Letter from Frank R. today saying he and Peggy had had grippe –
                                                                        Fri. Apr. 22, 1932[1]
     By bus toOrchardPark, remembering a house I had seen on my recent walk.  A quiet, white-hot morning – a sense of all things being washed with white – pale pink and lavender tints in the woods – Leave bus at square, walk south looking for my house – Somehow it seems disappointingly uninteresting – Walk on hesitating what to do.  Strike off east to find woods or marsh –
     A dense wooded swamp with a shallow winding stream in it.  Indecision assails me.  I set up for one sketch, but abandon it for another, which in turn leads to washing my abortive attempt off in the stream – The langorous heat is delightful and inspires to aimless loafing – wander around awhile – finally