I would have to let it loose for the cats, or kill it, and either procedure seemed undesirable. So I let it go, and it fluttered over the ground uttering plaintive cries.
     PM. A soggy snow all afternoon-
     The approach of a snow storm is fine to watch. A vague blue-gray mist in the west, deepening at the horizon, high up a vague gray-white opening, across which a flapping crow pass in sinister flight. Slate roofs are bleached out; their light color accented by the deep shadows under the eaves - an intangible ominous feeling. Then a few scattered flakes come threading their way through the air and seem like scouts sent out by the storm to determine whether all things are ready - apparently the time is not ripe for no more fall; the silence increases, and after a brief spell, a few more scouts are sent listlessly forth. Now it is all right and over the low buildings to the west a whole flurry of flakes appear (sic) and sweep silently on; and presently the air is full.
     Bertha & Arthur & I to see Snow White - I enjoyed it more than the first time. Those flaws I noticed seemed to have lessened or disappeared.
     I had the thought while watching it, that Walt Disney with his whimsical art will do more for the general peace & happiness of the world than all the propaganda and peace talk in the world; for to me it is inconceivable that a nation looking at such things could foster hate.