Sept. 11 –
a.m. – by bus to Buffalo to bank – home by 10:30. Work on frames until mid-afternoon. Then M.A. (Mary Alice) + I to Keracher’s [word unintelligible] to order chicken for Sunday (in honor of M.A.’s return to college).
Then to Onetta’s to visit M. [Martha] and a little refreshment. M. was alone. We played the juke-box, and the jazzy tunes agreed well with my meal. The music seemed to give an added meaning to the nondescript scene outside – the strip of asphalt road, the gas-station and the September sky beyond.
Then south to the Tran-Den market for fruit, then to Spring Brook by way of Northrup road. We parked by the bridge in the valley, sit on rocks by water-fall awhile – then explore along the north side of the bridge for a way – bouquet of wild sunflowers, which in great colonies, all facing the afternoon sun, were a gorgeous site.
Home, picking Martha up on the way, at 5:30.
Charles Burchfield, Journals, September 11, 1942