Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, March 26-April 11, 1911

This evening there was a wonderful sunset. The clouds themselves were interesting to watch - they were so odd and drifting and misty. At first a clear smooth orange light spread, over the northwestern sky, that was beautiful to look at. I went out in the backyard to watch it. Then many bars of soft grey clouds, melting into yellow streaks formed a series of perfect arches over the sun, around which the sky was very yellow. At one end of the arches, the grey and yellow mingled so that it looked as tho a painter that scattered grey paint on an expanse of yellow. As the sun vanished, the clouds turned to long stretching streaks of pink, purple and grey.
Charles Burchfield, March 26-April 11, 1911