Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967), Wind, undated; watercolor on paper; Private Collection, Image Courtesy of the Burchfield Penney Archives
Drive south on Bullis to the Hill—where I parked, + climbed the hill. The moon behind a “fleet” of dappled clouds. I waited for it to come clear of them—a strong wind from the S.E. As I faced into it, and felt it tugging at my clothes, I felt renewed in spirit; years seemed to drop away and I felt the eternal youth of the spirit that never need leave us, in spite of bodily decay, if only we keep our minds + hearts pure and in tune with our Creator. It is not easy to achieve—tonight I felt strong and free, and the whole secret of it seemed to be in that persistent S.E. wind.
Charles E. Burchfield, November 25, 1952