Wake up in night in midst of thunderstorm.
Morning hot, breezy and cloudy. Visit to Mullins. At library. Introduction by John Burroughs.
The power and majesty of thunderstorm. The darkened trees twinkling 37a. sharply against metallically bright sky of South. The rain comes down terrifically. Fine columns of spray in the air.
Following the storm for Robins are oiled and sing joyously. And Orioles things more poignantly than I have heard him. The thunderstorm has taken time back again to spring. Yesterday's awful heat was like August. It is now mild again.
Charles Burchfield, June 4, 1914