The third day of absolute cloudless skies and hot brilliant sunshine – so dazzling that it hurts the eyes –
Saturday P.M. by bus to Transit and Seneca – South to Transit bridge – the raw brilliance of the sunshine – fields glamorous with goldenrod, reflecting back the sunshine in a raw yellow glow. September sunshine has a peculiar eerie quality to it, a certain blackness, almost of eclipse-like sullenness. The shadow sides of trees are black and dense, not luminous as in early summer.
Charles E. Burchfield, September 12, 1932