Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, March 11, 1933

A dream last night, the only remnants of which are left, are a quarter moon reflected in a little stream running thrua village, on a hot August night – and a remembrance of sunflowers, on a sunny morning in September to the east –

The night before – a dream of a village east of Buffalo, like a remembrance out of my childhood – strange interesting house – and gnarled cedars – going out into Buffalo, the eastern suburbs unchanged for years while the rest of Buffalo advanced – in a school room the children used china trays for water-color painting which were enameled with designs of fishes in color.

Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, March 11, 1933