Snowing. This is a bad month so far, all work far behind. At the bank, feel I need more to do. I was unhappy before with too much to do--now I need to resume some responsibility to quiet my active mind. It's too bad our bodies can't keep pace with one's brain. Our farmers upset over the condition of our currency. Whenever they can, exchange their paper for silver and gold. Sabbath. Still cloudy and cool. Devoted the day to church work.