To Zimmerman Rd. Painting. A warm but fresh day. How good to be out again in this wild secluded spot. Aug. morning in the woods—cicadas singing, oval patches of sunlight falling aslant tree-trunks, spot-lighting patch of rugged bark; dry grass lit up against deep shadows under young hemlocks, likewise piles of Hemlock branches, without the needles, like huge spider-webs, orange-sienna in color; mushrooms, nibbled by snails whose dried slimy tails across the mushroom's top glisten in the half-light.
Charles E. Burchfield, August 14, 1950