P.M. To Post’s Sketching – Follow a soggy snowfall in early morning a big cold windy day – AI felt free again as I painted – The wild music of the powerful roaring of the tree-tops; I built a huge fire – To live this!
A powerful moon – it rose in the northeast – Out of the cavernous S.W. the big wind roared towards it. –
Often as I sit in my room out of the corner of my eye I see something run past – I look but see nothing -
Charles E. Burchfield, December. 9, 1916