I went to the river immediately after sunrise I could [see] a little greenness in the ice, and also a little rose-color from the snow, but far less than before the sun set . . .

  P.M.—To Ball’s Hill, skating . . .

  To-night I notice the rose-color in the snow and the green in the ice at the same time, having been looking out for them.

  The clouds were very remarkable this cold afternoon, about twenty minutes before sunset, consisting of very long and narrow white clouds converging in the horizon (melon-rind-wise) both in the west and east. They looked like the skeletons and backbones of celestial sloths . . .