Apr 29, 1915
Cold wind in window, sunlit apple blossoms wind tossed – song of yellow bird + oriole – wind growing colder –
Walk to villa – sun glittered wind bending the emerald and yellow green trees blue shadowed rippling grass – windspray on frothy falls – wind whitened willows – yellow dandelions sparkling in the windy grass - wind in whitened apple-trees. Late afternoon sun driven by wind turns the trees to transparent yellow-green –
It is an Elysian Day –
I am feeling boundlessly happy – I can laugh at my morbid entry of several days ago – yet I feel so inanely joyous that I feel sure I must pay for it later –
Cold windy night –
Heard negroes singing + playing mandolins on street car – How fine it would be if it were a regular thing!
Charles E. Burchfield, April 29, 1915