Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, April 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 trees against the white sky —

All day a cold snappy wind bending the sun yellowed emerald and yellow green trees — blue shadowed rippling grass – wind spray on frothy falls – wind whitened willows – yellow dandelions sparkling in the windy grass – icy 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