A buoyant winter day –
Big masses of raggedclouds float across vivid emerald and cerulean skies the sun fills the air with blindness; on sunny sides of houses there is a busy dripping of icicles -
At dusk, snow falls in the busy street; hustling figures past yellow windows, a sleighbell’s jingle strikes the ear -
Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, December 17, 1919