July 2, 1938 – (Saturday)
A “clearing-up” day after the rain yesterday. The wind from the northeast, great loose clouds in a calm blue sky, the air full of the hot per-fume laden humidity of early summer. Yesterday’s rain was an unusual one, dark low-hanging clouds all day without even a hint of sunshine, and at the last, in the late evening, a thin fog settled down; the sky a vague misty expanse, the quintessence of void, daylight seeping thru had a strange otherworld quality. The temperature was at the precise point when one is no longer conscious whether it is warm or cool. The air was simply soft and all-pervading.
Charles E. Burchfield, Vol. 41, 1938, pg. 1