Friday 17, September 1920Oh still in the rain -- the green I see through the window has a sulphur tint in it -- perhaps the evening sun is sinking behind Falmer -- but the rain rains so as to beat the asters to the ground.
(D2 66)
Outside the rain poured down more directly and powerfully as the wind fell in the
early hours of the morning. The aster was beaten to the earth. The child's bucket was half full of rain-water and the opal-shelled crab slowly circled round the bottom, trying with its weakly legs to climb the steep side; trying again and falling back, and trying again and again.
(JR 11)
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