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At Falls – Sketching – Falls a down rush of roaring froth into the dark green spruce valley – splattering into silver on the rocks – white puffs of clouds appear in the dappled sky – with wonderful rapidity they increase and rush on as if borne by some swift upper-current; from startling contrasts with sun; followed by a solid mass of clouds –

A clear brilliant sparkle of a day without a cloud. The sun shone so warm all the snow is gone except in the cool north – shadows of buildings.

A clear brilliant sparkle of a day without a cloud. The sun shone so warm all the snow is gone except in the cool north – shadows of buildings.

March 2 – Saturday –

Mild, partially cloudy day –

A.M. To [Genesee Picture Frame Co.] to have two small pictures framed – looked over frames as possibilities for framing some of the early w.-c’s for the Albright-Knox Gallery show.

It is odd how the days lengthen, unnoticed for a long time, until, all at once, we see how much earlier it is getting light and how late it remains light. I just realized it the other day. Now it is comparatively light at six o’clock.

Robins & Redbird at morning – 

A bluebirds quaver-song blown in the wind – 

The white noon – 

 My whole existence seems to stretch forth as one continual fight against myself.  There seems never to be a point where I can say to my soul “I own you.”  The universe becomes too complex.

*First crows / Out to the “Big Woods” painting altho a slight drizzle was falling – heard the first “Cawing” of crows at dawn. 

My long pent-up longing to paint out in the woods made me anticipate the excursion with great joy – I sang as I drove southwards....

When I told Bertha about the idea back of my painting, she tried hard to see in it, what I had aimed at. But I think I arrived at another mood; a spiritual quality perhaps, but one only of deep mystery. There are moods that cannot be translated into visual art.

All day on the “Fading Winter Sun” (1917 36 x 48). The work did not go very well - all the time I felt that I was not calm enough in my mind for real concentration on such a work at this time and that I ought not be doing it; rather some mechanical work would be better.