At city line – missed [the bus] by 15 minutes – start to walk – dreamy & curst the loss of the afternoon walking along filled with regrets over all the past misdeeds & mistakes of my life – all the mean, cruel things I ever did come up to haunt me – filled with regret over the misspent afternoon – tired & hungry – all at once off to the damp meadows comes & the wonderful scent moist odor of clover & fresh grass – it was like a blessing.
Charles E. Burchfield, June 2, 1926