Charles Burchfield, Journals, May 20, 1936

For our wedding anniversary, B and I to Gowanda. Park by the pine-covered hill, which we walk over following my usual route. A constant delight to Bertha, who had not been out for so long. Down the steep hill, to the valley. Attempt to skirt rapids but one short space of 5 or 6 feet prevents. We build a fire on the little beach and roast bacon & wieners. The fire & the heat of the sun make us lazy. Up the hill then, a hard struggle, so much of an effort for Bertha that at the last, she cries a little from the exhaustion and I am provoked with myself that I put her to the effort. In a short time, we both recover, and proceed onwards. While Bertha rests, I descend hillside to look for mushrooms. Find quite a nice lot, and we head for the car, completely worn out. It was pleasant to feel the vicarious strength of the car as I drove home.

Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, May 20, 1936