Friday, 31st August (1917)

I saw my largest toadstool (as well as my largest toad) yesterday in Ewshot churchyard – almost big enough and strong enough for a child to sit on.  Another loafing morning – ate a lot of blackberries and sawed through a small log – making a gun emplacement.  To Crondall in a sunset which made all the little farms, fields and trees glow with an indescribably peaceful beauty.  Back through some strange lanes in the moonlight, the effect of which was even more beautiful than the sunset.