Over the rim of the earth – to the North – lies the land of the Unknown...
"The days itself came bright clean and windy – A brilliant glitter of September yellow – Towards sunset time, clouds came again, huge masses that overpowered the earth..."
sit on rocks by water-fall awhile – then explore along the north side of the bridge for a way – bouquet of wild sunflowers, which in great colonies, all facing the afternoon sun, were a gorgeous site.
The Autumnal Equinox takes note of dying plants which assume grotesque shapes & attitudes; of the last frenzied flutter of butterflies; of thinning trees & falling leaves; of migrating birds; of brilliant noons; & romantic moonlit nights; of rain wind & storm.
All day on the Gateway to September putting in the huge “Insect-Tree” in the August part. For the first time in weeks I let myself go in inspiration and fantasy.
The "heavens open" and torrents of rain.
Almost torrential rains all day-P.M. get Festag to take “Grain Elevators” by truck to Gen. Pict. Frame Co. to be packed.
A big dreamy day – It is summer again – Great patches of dapples move stagnantly from the north – The noon sunlight is brilliant...
Can I ever, sometime go back and learn anew? Perhaps. If not, I will at least always have with me a divine love of all nature which will be something...
Goodman called – opening a new gallery at Buffalo and wanted to borrow a painting for their opening. I referred him to J.C. [John Clancy of the Rehn Gallery, Burchfield’s New York gallery] –